TatTOO Irony

I have been waiting for the right idea for a tattoo to represent my wedding/marriage. It turns out its been staring me in the face for 10 years and I never noticed it til two weeks ago. The last line in the first poem Bill wrote for me and presented to me framed and matted. "The One, you are." so simple and so perfect. So I walk into 12 tattoos two Tuesdays ago and figured they couldnt be too busy to do such a simple tat...well they were and I made an appointment for yesterday. I was disappointed but it gave me a week and a half to really hem and haw over it and the more I thought about it the more I decided that was the perfect thing to do. So Iwas ready and then I get a call from the studio with the news that the artist went home sick and they fit me in for tmrow at noon. So I tell Bill (finally) and he then tells me he has a golf date and its rude of him to push that up an hour because his buddy took the time to fit Bill in for that exact time. OH but before he said that his first response was "tatTOO?!" "YOU want ME to change MY plans for a tatTOO?!" "Wait with WHAT MONEY are you planning to get this tatTOO?!" So now I feel like a child being reamed out by her parents. I eek out "my kickboxing money..." and thats when he went into the schpeel about how he's not going to rearrange his day for a tatTOO. Irony at its best. I finally decide what is totally perfect to ink my skin for the rest of my life that represents all the love in the world for my husband and his for me and he's gotta go and act like Im one of his junior NOB sailors. :/ Fuck. The thought crossed my mind not to get it but the bigger picture here is I do love him and he is my husband and I already knew he is a total asshole with a huge superiority complex so I got a sitter. She'll be here at 11. I'll be out at 11:30 and home hopefully before 2 so I can take Cameron to ice skating. All in all this is going to be a very expensive tattoo for the simplicity of the design. It's taken a toll on my emotions tonight, and it will take a toll on my wallet tmrow afternoon. To me, it's part of who I am. Im a tattoo person and he is not. Whateves. I have a way to save up for what I want to get and thats gonna happen regardless of this stupid spat we had tonight.