What takes place during the invisible primary is the crucial coordination and jockeying that occurs before anyone starts voting or caucusing, but which will do much to determine the eventual winner.
TATTOS FOR MY STORY ISNT OVER YET SERIES
So the unfinished story of this badass inked up babe, will have some more interesting tidbits to tell.My survey of GOP county chairs is part of an ongoing effort to track the so-called “invisible primary” for the 2024 Republican presidential nomination, with a series that is being featured in POLITICO Magazine over the next year. But I’d also like to fill my list with things I haven’t done yet.
But it has left me wondering… What is on my bucket-list?! I need to make one… Because I would like to feel successful in life, I think I’ll start my bucket-list with things I’ve already done – so I’m now going to add, Get A Tattoo, to the top of my bucket-list. I was asked today if I had it done as a bucket-list thing and I immediately said, No!! Because I didn’t. So tattoo pain is like real estate – it’s all about location, location! Thankfully I only wanted five words – not the normal 1000+ I tend to dribble out… I did ask for numbing cream when the text was done (I had it done over two sessions – not because I piked out… but because I kept wanting more bits added!) But to be honest, the tattoo with the numbing cream hurt more than the bits I had done today. My husband now calls me his badass inked up babe, which is so not me… If days get dark, it is a visual reminder I’ve been there before and I made it through. I feel like I’ve made a statement to myself. Now – I am not as silly as I might look… The tattoo fits nicely under my wristwatch, so should I be out and about and meeting people who I would rather not discuss tattoos (or mental health) with, it is very easy to cover up.ĭespite it being very early days (I’ve had a tattoo for a measly five hours so far… It is in fact, still wrapped in clingwrap…) I am extremely happy. So I have the text and semicolon across my wrist with the recovery symbol on the back. Then when playing around on Pinterest I discovered an eating disorder recovery symbol and I wanted that too. Partly to stop me wanting to cut into my wrist (it won’t necessarily stop me… But after going to the effort of getting a tattoo, I don’t want to ruin it now!) Partly for the statement and the reminder. Then as I read more I found the phrase My Story Isn’t Over Yet popping up all the time in relation to the semicolon project, and I felt a strong resonation with that. I read about the semicolon project sometime ago and was going to get a semicolon – to remind myself that despite chronic suicidal ideation last year – and the firm plans I had in place – I am still here. In fact mostly I thought tattoos were a silly thing to do – I mean who would do something so permanent to their body? That’s certainly the message I’ve been sending to my children for 20+ years! Then on my birthday last month, I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to get a tattoo. Never in my entire life had I ever (ever, ever, ever…) considered getting a tattoo. I remember my dad thinking it bizarre I wanted my ears pierced at 16. They were just sort of – average really… Piercing, body modifications and tattoos just weren’t our cup of tea. I grew up in a pretty normal, conservative, middle-class household.
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