Could I add the dates too?
Dan 1999-2008
One, my wedding ring as a wristband, done shortly after my 13th anniversary. My husband’s job is one where it is unsafe to wear his wedding ring, and he talked for years about getting it put on his wrist. He really wanted me do get a matching one, as our rings matched, so eventually we did. I love it - had it 6 years now - but have no desire to get another.
Of course, I did make him promise that if he decided to divorce me, I got to take the ring off his wrist in any way I saw fit. I think we are staying together for the long haul.
I don’t and won’t ever get a tattoo. Working with the elderly has shown me how silly, blurry, stretched out or hanging limply a tattoo will be down the road.
I winced the other day in Walmart seeing an MSM in a tank top at 60 with these old tattoos all over her. I thought to myself, she must have been in jail or part of a motorcycle gang?
They are removable with a lazer but it is very expensive. I am glad I passed on them when younger because after a certain age they just look stupid.
I have 7 so far. 3 on my back (illustrations from Alice in Wonderland), one on my side (illustration from The Little Prince), one on my shoulder (Dogwood blossoms), the outline of VA on my hip and the little sheep drawing from the little Prince. I started getting them when I was 18 and did one a year until about 3 years ago. I only stopped because of money issues. I’ve got ideas for more that I want that have been rattling around in my head for the past few years and I think I may go back for more this year.
They’ve held up over the past 8 years really well though for the most part I forget I have them. The only one I really see on a daily basis are my dogwood blossoms. The others are in spots that I just don’t really pay attention to unless I catch a glimpse of them in a mirror. All of them are covered if I wear a short sleeve t shirt so they’re more for me than anybody else but I don’t mind showing them off when I get the chance.
In one of my tattoo books there’s a photo of a punk gal getting a name tattooed on her arm. Above the name were about five others, each with an 'X" over their name. 
Bingo.
No harm, no foul. 
And now you know that there *are *ways to find a tattoo parlor where there’s no risk of hepatitis if you ever change your mind!
Well duh. You jinxed it! Blatantly relationship-related tattoos are like the kiss of death.
One, smaller than a dime, of a small black heart, on part of my anatomy that is fleshy and not visible to anyone I’m not intimate with. I was stick thin, and afraid of the pain (which will keep me from ever getting another, I’m afraid!), so went with the only truly fleshy part of my body. I’ve had it about 20+ yrs, sometimes forget it’s there. Got it when I was in SE Asia. I don’t regret it now and don’t think I ever will.