Adventurous ME!

So, as I told you guys before, the McCord Family is in Minneapolis, MN for Christmas (The husbands fam lives here). Anyway, the next day after we get here (Christmas Eve, today) we go to the Mall of America. The only part I actually look forward to. We shop some, then we go eat (Dick's Last Resort) great place to go with a group of people, REALLY fun =) Then after that, I decided I wanted to be a bit daring. I was going to get my tongue pierced. As I said this out loud, my husband looked at me like I was crazy. I said, "Yep! I'm gonna do it." All he kept saying to me was "I'm gonna laugh at you when you start sounding like...Thith Thucks."

So we walk into the piercing place, and I pick out the tongue ring (a deep purple rod), read & signed some papers,and headed to the back where the piercing was gonna take place.

I sit on the bed that's back there, and I start asking the girl questions...Stuff that I was curious about, and more to keep my nerves down. The girl hands me a small cup with some mouth wash, I spit that out. Then she asks me to stick my tongue out as far as I can, I do. She hands me some hand towels, in case I drool, and with the other paper towel she wipes my tongue off. She gets a set of tongs with holes in it to let the needle thru. She presses on the tongs pretty hard. Then she tells me, "Take a deep breathe, I do. Then she says "let all the breathe out, now." I do as I am told, and just as I let the air out, the needle goes thru my poor tongue. I'm not gonna lie, I let out a little yelp. But, I didn't cry like my husband thought i was gonna do. I might be a punk, but I'm not that big of a punk...SHEESH!

I didn't cry, and I got a new piece of hardware...LOL! I wont be able to talk right for about a week (I hope) and I wont be able to drink alcohol for 72 hours, but I at least got something I always said I wanted to get.

This is gonna suck though, I'm starting to feel this thing...