I am the Mama

Played with your heart, got lost in the game.  Ha…is it stuck in your head now, too?  I hope so, because it’s been driving me crazy all morning.

Anyway, I did do it again.  No, I am not pregnant.  (I wake up every day thankful for effective birth control.)  I got my nose re-pierced.  Remember when I first did it, how excited I was?  And then I hurt my back on a day that I had taken it out and by the time I was able to stand up long enough to put it back in the hole was almost completely closed up.  I mourned the loss of my nose piercing…I really did.  It was something special and deeply meaningful to me.  Something that wasn’t necessarily apparent to anyone who might see it, but something that was important to me nonetheless.

I had to sell my class ring for the money to get it done, but I am OK with that.  I don’t wear it anyway and had no strong feelings about keeping it.  I thought I would only get $20-$25 for it and would need to come up with some more cash to get the piercing but the ring alone got me more than enough to get the piercing done.  The remainder of the money will be put in the collection plate at church and used for Random Acts of Kindness.

A good friend came with me for moral support, but it was only slightly more painful this time than the last.  The piercer (Kecia at Pandora’s Box) did a great job.  I pretty much fell in love with her when I walked in and she was playing the Somewhere Over the Rainbow clip from Glee.  That particular song has a special meaning for me and we all know I’m a Gleek of the highest order, so it just made the whole thing feel right.  Maybe I’m putting too much thought into it, but when you’re constantly questioning yourself and your actions it’s a blessing when you feel like something happened so perfectly that you don’t need to question it.

So once again, I’m still the same frumpy mom with the frumpy hair and frumpy clothes but now my bling is back.

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