Speaking of bringing in on, Eric, brace yourself. Are you ready for this? You aren't going to like it...

...I finally did it. I pierced my nostril last night. ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!! I have been talking about doing it for years. Years. I have talked with Eric about it many times. He says, um, NO. He's my best friend, I consult him for everything. Yeah, he's not on board with that. I did it anyway. Sorry Eric. I didn't hurt at all. It made my eyes water for a few minutes but that was it. It was kinda funny. I took a shower last night around 7. Men seem to have their best think sessions on the shitter, I have my best thoughts in the shower. That is where I go to brain storm. I started thinking about it. Tats are forever. I don't want a tat. I have nothing that means anything to me, and I certainly don't need to be branded with something that means nothing. I don't want to get a little butterfly just because...because it's cute. It needs to mean something. But like I said, nothing means anything to me, and a tat is forever. I'm not ready to make that kind of commitment. But a piercing. Well, that can come and go. If you really hate it, take it out. No big deal. I did NOT want my navel pierced. I have had enough trama there from 2 different surgeries. They went in my navel during the tubal 6 years ago, and they just went in my navel for the big surgery. I wouldn't have been able to have the pierced right now anyway, all that is still healing. But the nose thing. I've thought about it for a long time. I even talked with Nancy about it yesterday. She called me up and wanted to know if I wanted to meet her at the track at the kid's school for some exercise. We had a great time, by the way. We are going to do it next week too. Anywho, I said something to her. I just blurted out, you know Nanc, I'm thinking about piercing my nose. She goes, yeah, I had that done, Chris really liked it and wants me to do it again. I worried about being too "old". I don't want to seem like I'm trying too hard. Maybe in a year or two I'll be over it. But I'm going to keep it in for the next 4-6 months, that is the healing time. And then if I don't like it, I can take it out and cover the small hole with makeup. No big deal. Brannon likes it and thinks it's cool. Lauren likes it too. Jake is not so sure. He goes, mom, why did you do that? Why? I don't get it. Lauren thinks it's pretty. I didn't get the diamond, I got the small steel ball. The ball was smaller than the diamond, and 10 bucks cheaper. I'll get the diamond I really want when this whole thing is healed. Nose rings and studs would make GREAT Christmas presents. It will be slightly after Christmas that I can start changing it out.

So there. I have put myself completely out there for speculation, ridicule, judgments, scrutiny, so on and so forth. With Brannon, with the nose thing, with it all. And I have decided, I DON'T CARE!! It's my life, and I am the only one who can live it, so I will. Everyone else can just get over it.