Kind of like this. "You can pick an arm and you can draw on an arm, and you can pick your son, but you can't pick your son's girlfriend, but you can draw on your son's girlfriend's arm."
Yeah, see? Irrelevant. Weird. Nonsensical.
But the thing is this.
- I like to draw with henna on my arm.
- My son picked an amazing lovely young woman as his girlfriend.
- Tonight she let me draw on her arm.
She and I went out on our back deck where it was quiet and gorgeous outside. Then the dogs came out and got all happy and rambunctious. I started drawing but the table was shaking. I put the dogs in. Then the cat jumped on the table and headbutted my hand. I encouraged him to find another spot to hang out. My two sons came out on the deck and immediately started playing hacky sack. The table shook like crazy again and we delicately requested that they go to the carport. And then I finished drawing. (Yes, all of that is my disclaimer as this is the first time I've ever tried to do henna on someone besides myself...and I think it's only maybe my 5th or 6th time ever to do it at all.)
So, the moral of the story is that no matter how shaky things get with your son's girlfriend, something lovely will come out of it.
Here's the henna on her arm and two shots (front and back) of the one I did on my arm tonight.
|My Big Guy's Girlfriend's Arm|
|Wrapping around my Wrist|
And, just a reminder, my forearm is decidedly not for sale, I find I need it
(same goes for my son's girlfriend's arm),
but if you'd like to check out some of my purchasable art...
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