Well, the tattoos we got each other for our anniversary are permanent. I guess that means that our marriage is permanent. I mean, it would take lasers to remove these things. So that is what we are saying here, people. It would take lasers to break up this marriage. LASERS.
Tattoo Story: The Why and How
Why: The characters are Korean, pronounced “zzang”, literally meaning “the sound of ice cracking”. While we lived there our students used it as slang similar to “cool” or “right on” or “awesome”. It snuck into our vocabulary to celebrate any accomplishment. And when living and working in a foreign country, everything, from taking the bus to grocery shopping, is an accomplishment. These things were much easier because we had each other. And that’s still true. So for us Zzang is a symbol of how we work as a team, and the work it takes to get through.
Of course, they look cool too. (Rob’s will be posted soon)
How: I got many recommendations for a particular tattoo artist. However, the day I called to make an appointment with her was the day she was on the cover of the Chronicle. The surly girl who answered the phone told me no openings for a month. Well, we had the babysitter, it was the night of our anniversary, and if I didn’t go through with it then, I never would. So I told her “The design is a simple Korean character probably anyone could do. Are there any openings for tonight?”
“Yes,” she said, “See you at eight.”
“Don’t you need my name?”
“No. I’ll remember you because I’m going to do it. I’m Korean.”
She was still surly and didn’t crack a smile the whole time, but she was professional. Probably a good quality for a tattoo artist. Rob went first and didn’t wince a bit. I did. But come on, I’ve had two children. Being zapped by needles was a breeze. I don’t see myself becoming addicted to the sensation, but it made for a memorable anniversary.