My First (And Only) Tattoo!

Waning friends and family… this post one is a long one!

This weekend I got a tattoo. My very first one. Mike was a trooper and hung out for the whole time (I even offered for him to go get a beer). He held my hand at the very beginning when I didn’t know how bad it would hurt.

Me & My Artist, Eli
Me & My Artist, Eli

Eli at Iron Crown Tattoos did it… and let me tell you, if you’re every looking for a place to go, I recommend this one! The very first thing I noticed when I walked in was the music… it was a mix of jazz, the Eagles, blues, and just generally chill music. I mentioned that to Eli at one point and he responded with “Why would you want to get a tattoo to death metal? I don’t get that – some people are scared or getting their first tattoos… the music should be mellow!”. How perfect is that? The whole experience was awesome… they were welcoming and patient!

My tattoo is of a seahorse. Why a seahorse you ask? Many ancient cultures revered the seahorse: the Ancient Greeks & Romans (symbol of strength and power), ancient Europeans (safe passage & protection), and Chinese cultures (power and good luck).

The seahorse represents many things:

Patience & Contentment: their bodies are geared to just sort of cruise through the ocean; they tend to be happy where they are and are not in a hurry to get anywhere. They are considered to be content to be who they are – their bodies have not evolved since they were discovered. I feel like I’m getting better with this as I get older… but it’s definitely something I need to remember to keep working on!

Inflexibility & Stubbornness: this one sounded a bit out of character with all of the other symbols, but I find it really interesting. In addition to being in no hurry to get anywhere, the seahorse wraps its tail around the nearest object to anchor itself in turbulent waters. In case you didn’t know, one more than one occasion, I have been called stubborn. Sometimes it’s a good thing, sometimes it’s not. My reminder here is to continue to be stubborn when it’s necessary and to have the wisdom to know when it’s not!

Perception: seahorses can move their eyes independently and as such have excellent eyesight. They can actually look forwards and backwards at the same time! I love the concept of looking to the future but remembering the past.

Personally, the seahorse reminds me to continue to focus on these attributes, but it also has a deeper personal meaning. In 2012, I decided to run my first marathon (that’s 26.2 miles). I chose the San Diego Rock & Roll marathon because I had gone to college there and absolutely love San Diego and the beach.

The marathon was a disaster. My worst fear came true.. I had some serious stomach issues and basically ran crouched over for the last 17 miles (along with stopping at every blue porta potty).

It was terrible. But I finished. I am so proud of my 5+ hour marathon because the worse happened and I survived. I pushed through pain and mental demons to get myself across that finish line. Almost immediately after, I wanted to get a seahorse tattoo with 26.2 somehow incorporated. The seahorse to represent San Diego (along with the fact that I’ve always been fascinated with them).

Flash forward to this weekend. We were in Monterey and I thought “you only live once”. I decided not to try to incorporate the 26.2 because the tattoo means so much more than the accomplishment of running a marathon. Of course, I now own a horse, so I like that symbolism too… I put it on my right ankle for several reasons – it’s the foot I broke so badly that I needed surgery to remove the bone and it happens to be the same ankle that Mike has his tattoo on.

Here’s how the whole tattooing process works. First, he drew my seahorse and transferred it onto my ankle (it’s on paper… ends up like a temporary tattoo so you can check placement, size, etc).

The Template
The Template

Next, he started inking the outline. I was nervous about how much it was going to hurt. I won’t lie, it did hurt, but after a while I felt more vibration than anything. It did hurt a little more when he got down to the tail (I think because it’s close to the bone). And lets be real, it didn’t hurt like running for 5 hours and 45 minutes with the worst “tummy troubles” of my life.

The Outline
The Outline

After the outline was done, Eli started on the color. I had wanted blues and greens – he asked if he could add some gold for contrast… which turned out really well!

Adding The Color
Adding The Color

Here’s the finished product!

The Finished Product!
The Finished Product!
I Did It!
I Did It!

I am seriously so happy with it… I have always said that if I got a tattoo it would be very meaningful, and this one covers so many aspects of my life!

The Chicken Chronicles: Moving Day!

I had it in my head that I would photo document and blog every step of the coop building process and was actually doing pretty well for a while. Then I got tired. And was frantically working on the coop after work and in the morning, and any other spare minute I had. Lesson learned: build the coop before you buy the chickens. Those little suckers grow fast!

That said, today I finished the coop and moved the girls in! I still have some touching up I want to do on the trim (where the screws are, etc), but it’s good enough to live in!

Side View of the Coop
Side View of the Coop
People Door Side
People Door Side

I will be adding some stairs so that it’s easier to get in and out of the coop.

Chicken Door Side
Chicken Door Side
Roost, Nest Box, & Floor
Roost, Nest Box, & Floor

Inside I put a roost and took a tip from a lot of folks online and used linoleum floor. It helps with cleanup and I scored a remnants roll for only $13!

I hand carried Stretch down and she got to be the first chick to be in the coop. Because she’s my favorite.

Stretch Checking Out Her New Home
Stretch Checking Out Her New Home
The Ladies Settling In
The Ladies Settling In

Next up: the run. I bought the lumber for it today and will get to work on it tomorrow after work. I have some time… the chicks have to stay inside the coop for a week or so… that’s how they learn it’s home and “come home to roost” each night.

An Amazing Day With Sue

Yesterday was our third schooling show and I had one goal going into it… to not get disqualified. I know it sounds a bit silly, but we’re so new to showing and still learning so much that in both of the first two shows we went off pattern (first time was my mistake, second time was Sue’s). I honestly am not going to these shows to win ribbons (although it would be fun to get one), but rather to expose Sue to as much as I possibly can. My goal with him is to make him the best trail horse ever, which means that we need to see as much as we can and learn how to be calm together when faced with new and seemingly scary things. A show is a great place to do this – from the nervous energy of other horses and their riders to new sounds, smells, and things. I’m proud to say we made it through all three classes without getting disqualified!!! Sue definitely had his game face on:

Good Morning!
Good Morning!

Over the last three shows, we’ve made huge strides. He will now stand quietly while all of chaos moves around him. He doesn’t try to bolt across the arena when he realizes we go in alone like he did the first time.

Waiting For Our Rail Class To Start
Waiting For Our Rail Class To Start

Just before I did my trail class, my sister and the kids showed up… I got to take Chloe for a quick (about 3 feet) ride. Day made!

Chloe, Sue, & I
Chloe, Sue, & I

It was a great day! I’m so proud of my little fella!

Roast Pork Tenderloin with Spicy Apricot Jam

The other night I tried a new recipe from Cooking Light… it was really yummy! Apricot is one of my favorite fruits, so I was excited to try something that used it! From start to finish the whole thing took about 35 minutes… nice and quick for a weeknight meal! Enjoy!

Roast Pork Tenderloin with Spicy Apricot Jam
Roast Pork Tenderloin with Spicy Apricot Jam

Ingredients

1/2 cup apricot preserves

1 tablespoon white wine vinegar

3/4 teaspoon kosher salt

1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper

2 cloves garlic, finely chopped

1 one pound pork tenderloin

1/4 teaspoon fresh ground black pepper

2 teaspoons olive oil

Directions

Preheat oven to 425 degrees.

Combine preserves, vinegar, 1/4 teaspoon salt, red pepper, and garlic in a small saucepan; bring to a simmer. Cook 3 minutes or until slightly thickened.

Sprinkle pork with remaining salt and black pepper. Heat a large ovenproof skillet over medium-high heat. Add oil; swirl to coat. Add prok to pan; cook 4 minutes or until browned. Turn pork over.

Place pan in oven. Bake at 425 degrees for 10 minutes or until thermometer registers 150 degrees. Remove pork from pan; let stand 10 minutes. Cut pork into thin slices and serve with apricot mixture.

Garth Brooks and The Deadly Red Bull

A few weeks ago we went to one of six Garth Brooks shows in Sacramento. As you may know, I’m a huge fan of music in general… and I believe the best test of how good (or bad) an artist is is to see them perform live. I went into the Garth Brooks experience trying to temper my expectations. After all, he was “in his prime” twenty years ago and for most people, the voice starts to age. Garth was absolutely amazing… he sounded like the Garth Brooks of old and I was completely amazed by his energy… we actually saw him at his second show in one night! He sang all of his old songs… something that really makes me happy because I hate going to see an artist and all you hear is new music that you can’t sing along to!

There was a bit of a disaster, however. You see, for Lent this year I gave up soda… and the concert we were attending started at 10:30pm. I decided that I would try something new and have a Red Bull, to help me stay awake. Well, I was definitely awake… but unfortunately it severely upset my stomach. So much so that we ended up having to leave early, taking our friends with us. Thankfully they were super understanding, but I not only felt physically awful, but bad that they had to miss out on part of an amazing show. Note to self… that stuff is definitely not healthy and I will definitely not be drinking it again!

The Chicken Chronicles: Meet The Girls Part 4

It’s time to meet the last four girls… everyone seems to be doing really well! I’m hoping to get the coop as close to finished as I can tomorrow… might have to hold off on the painting as it’s supposed to rain on Sunday.

Gwen

Meet Gwen. I think she might be my lone Dominique chick, but it’s hard to tell with these last 3 black chicks. However, she has the most while, mostly on her belly, like a penguin. She was really mad at me in this picture because I set her down on the workbench and she wanted to be with her buddies. She’s the littlest of all of my chicks.

005
Gwen

Cleo

Meet Cleo. I think she’s my Speckled Sussex chick. I named her Cleo because she has very Cleopatra-like eyeliner.

004
Cleo

Domino

Meet Domino, who I think is one of my Barred Rock chicks. She’s got a couple white splotches but is mostly black.

002
Domino

Dice

Meet Dice, who I think is my other Barred Rock chick. She gets her name because she has the most black and white speckles all over her (unlike Domino who has patches).

001
Dice

The Chicken Chronicles: Coop Progress & Growing Girls

Things have definitely been moving along with the coop and with the chicks. Over the past few days I’ve been working hard on the coop, but my hubby has been working extra hard!

Walls With Roof Beams
Walls With Roof Beams

After that, it was time to put the siding on. We were super tired because we had the Garth Brooks concert the night before (stay tuned for that post), and it seemed to take forever to get just two walls up. Mike was driving home the next day and remembered his trick for putting siding up alone (leveled nails across the bottom) and had the other two walls up before I got home.

Two Sides
Two Sides

Then, he got bored while I was at work today, and poof! we have a roof! It’s the same color as the roof on our house and pump shed… I’ll be painting the coop the same wall and trim color as well!

Roof!
Roof!

I did my part today and built the nest box when I got home from work. I still need to cut the hole for it (it will go just under the window you see in the roof picture above) and screw it in, but it’s set!

Nest Box
Nest Box

Tonight the ladies got a new little home… for now at least. They were starting to outgrow their little tub… they were always stepping all over each other and squawking. So, I decided to make use of my childhood fort building skills and create this architectural wonder that rivals the Egyptian pyramids:

The New Hangout
The New Hangout

Ok, it’s ugly. But it gets the job done and the chicks are already loving it. The first thing they did when I put them in was to run around and flap their wings.

Tomorrow will be the final “meet the girls” post with the last four chicks. I can’t believe how fast they’re growing!