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Excitement

Two important things, one request, and a fun fact:

Important Thing #1: I got my belly button pierced yesterday. Tabatha and I were supposed to do it together, but because she and Amy botched an at-home piercing job (Amy has a track record for that, remind me to tell you what she did to me some time...) so the Sarah refused to do anything for her until at least a month later. However, I went first, because I knew watching Tabby go through it could possibly freak me out the front door, and...it's done. It's tender, and touching it sends a little zing! of pain through my abdomen, especially when I'm not expecting it. Otherwise, I now have a little spring-green jewel hidden in the dip of my navel, surmounted by a little steel ball which I am NOT allowed to touch for quite a while, not remove for 4-6 months. Still, I am very excited about it. And (muahaha) when Tabby gets hers pierced...the raucous laughter I'll have to restrain...

Important Thing #2: Yesterday, while at work, I talked to two of the people I work with, Torri and David, and they're coming out to church with me. SO EXCITED. Torri is a black gal about my age, very sweet - she is coming out with me tonight to the biggest gathering of the week, but I can't wait for her to meet everyone and make more good friends. She has the most beautiful 5-month-old son, and I met him last night. The roundest cheeks, the darkest curls, the biggest eyes...In other words, hypnotically adorable. I've been trying to hang out with her for a while, but we keep crossing wires communication-wise. Then last night, she tells me she's free today! And then there's David, a quiet 20-something guy who lingers at the Information Desk, who I enjoy visiting with. He was out for a while, and as we talked about it over our mutual break I invited him out. With a shrugg, he said "Why not? It's worth a try" so he's coming out this Monday to probably the best meeting for guests to come to. The first half of the day was spent texting half of my Contacts List in my post-piercing euphoria; the last hour of the day was spent calling people and leaving voicemails to PRAY PLEASE PRAY SO EXCITED GUESS WHAT?! And then Dave came over, and I showed off my piercing to him. And I got the approval. But of course! More midriff! *winks*

One Request: To my commentors, if you could do me one big favor - identify yourself. I like knowing who's reading, and I am so excited to have someone reading who I'm not expecting. If I didn't give you the address, I don't mind, I love having people read this. So, when "Me" or "Me, guess who" or "Anonymous" leave comments...I go crazy! So, when you comment, opt to leave your name for me. If you could do that for me, nothing could make me happier! :)

And A Fun Fact: I turn 19 in 24 days :-D

Have a good day all - love and hugs.

Comments

Anonymous said…
the annomoyous comment and the 'me guess who' were me, on the anon. one i was being lazy


don't scare me like that again...
Anonymous said…
My name is Hope, We played softball. I'm too much of a girl to handle getting my ears pierced, let alone my tummy.

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