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“Reckon that made me madder than what Jesse’d made me, so I takened the kaiser blade, some folks called it a sling blade, I called it a kaiser blade, mmm, and I hit my mother upside the head with it.”Saturday, Dec. 11th
“Reckon that made me madder than what Jesse’d made me, so I takened the kaiser blade, some folks called it a sling blade, I called it a kaiser blade, mmm, and I hit my mother upside the head with it.”
You SO get bonus points today for the Slingblade reference! (BTW…I KNOW you’ve been watching Survivor this season…you know all those scenes when they show Twila sharpening the machete? Every time they show one of those, that little voice in my head goes, “Some people calls it a slingblade, mmm mmmm.”)
Here is where I go crazy:
YOU LET THE SPUD GET HER CARTILAGE PIERCED BY A PIERCING GUN?!?!?! Nooooo!
http://www.bmezine.com/news/pubring/20030509.html – This website explains why piercing guns are bad in general, but especially bad for cartilage piercings – they can actually shatter the tissue and then the ear can collapse and lose its shape, which is not very pretty, I’ve seen pictures.
Sorry for freaking out, but I’ve done so much research on piercings and even have a few myself, so I just naturally freak out when it comes to stuff like this, haha.
Anyway, bmezine.com is a good website for piercing and tattoo information, for when the spud wants some OTHER piercings as she gets older. Ah, kids… 🙂
This entry made me nostalgic for so many reasons! I got my ears pierced at Claire’s at Union Station in St. Louis. Ruby’s Tuesday was my haven for “real food.” And I met the cutest waiter there who flirted with me even though my boyfriend was sitting right across the table from me. Actually, maybe the boyfriend was in the restroom at the time of the flirting. Anyway. Such good food. I miss Barnes & Nobles. I have become such an American!
YANKEE CANDLE?!?!?! Ugh! As a PartyLite Consultant I’m appalled. Heck, PL will ship the stuff TO YOUR DOOR so you’ll never have to suffer through The Mall Experience again!
But, hey, I’m hanging up my snuffer since I have this bun in the oven and I don’t want to shlep stuff to shows while I waddle, so I’m not overly miffed. I still have quite a bit of stuff left over though, (including a cute napping clay cat,) that I’m selling at a discount if you’ve forgotten anyone on your list!
That reminds me, I have a ton of present-wrapping to do tomorrow. Damn paper cuts.
Cheers!
I’m sure the spud’s ear is going to be just fine. I had my cartilage pierced in Spain with a gun when I was the spud’s age and I survived to tell the tale. It hurt like a bitch, though and after about a year, I gave up on it and just took the bitch out. Now there’s some scar tissue where the hole used to be; and I’ll admit that it feels a bit weird, but I don’t mind it. Rites of passage are lovely things. The worst part about it is when your hair gets caught in it. Warn her about that. It is NOT pleasant. Especially at the hairdresser’s. Watch out for hairbrushes and the like! OUCH.
On another note, I’m psyched about my Christmas card from you! I wrote one for you several days ago, but I still haven’t hit the post office. Sigh. (BTW, I signed up with the name that me crazy parents gave me: Adrienne.)
packed with so many people putting off so much body heat
Heh, the Mall of America doesn’t ever use heat. It is literally heated by the body heat of the people inside it. Even in the dead of winter in Minnesota.
NOT A CARTILAGE PIERCING! NOOOOOO!!!
Heh. Just kidding.
Anyway, holy fuckity smuckers – THAT was a very, very comprehensive journal entry, woman! Mm-humm. I like reading your journal…Mmm-humm.
My daughter FAINTED when she had her belly button pierced. Of course, I’ll never let her live it down. 🙂
The thing I hate most of all about holiday shopping at the mall. The assholes trying to spray, squirt, or throw something at you every two feet!! The Mall of America was especially bad!! 🙂
Melissa in MN
I worked at a Claire’s when I was in college. That was back in the day when Claire’s didn’t pierce anything but lobes. One day this woman brought her infant in, and I was the POD (piercer on duty. heh), so I had to pierce the baby’s ears. Of course the baby started crying after the first ear, and then the mother freaked out, and then THE GUN GOT STUCK! This poor baby was sitting there crying while I tried to get the damn malfunctioning gun detached from her tiny little ear, and the mother was freaking out, and I was freaking out. It was horrible.
But I’m assuming that didn’t happen to the Spud since you didn’t mention anything about the piercer losing her lunch.
Heh. *I* was at the mall yesterday, trying to decide if I wanted to get my cartilage pierced! I chickened out, but my flatmate is convinced it won’t be that bad.
How’s the spud doing, the day after? And was it really that relatively painless? Because if it really wasn’t that bad, I might just go back on Wednesday..
You just reminded me how bad my mall experience is going to be later today, but at least I laughed about it 🙂
Speaking of things that aren’t pleasant with a cartilage piercing… watch out for swimming goggles. I *used* to have mine pierced until I caught it on my goggles while taking them off. ow. I just tell everyone the scar on my ear is from parachuting into the desert on a secret spy mission!
What, you didn’t let the spud try out her driving skills during holiday rush at the mall?
Just kidding.
Oh, and before I forget… SPANKY! spanky spanky spanky! I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE Spanky!
I SO laughed MY *J Lo* sized ass off when I read this entry….and to end it with the Slingblade reference and photo…..heheheeeee!
Now I am just waiting for what Jane has to say about the Spud’s new piercing…..
Kudos to you for letting the Spud do her thing….Back in the day I had to wait til I was 16 to get my ears pierced in the ‘normal’ way, and even then my mother (the registered nurse) did it herself with sterile needles.
I recall asking if I could get my nose pierced and my dad said (and I quote) “Hell no! Only hookers do that!!”
Times sure have changed.
MMMMMMM Logan’s has the best yeast rolls. We have one nearby and head there every so often…and we devour those puppies as soon as the basket hits the table…and they cool enough so we don’t burn our mouth out. I have not been anywhere near a mall this holiday season…nor do I intend to get anywhere near one. These people are nuts enough down here, put them in a mall parking lot and they are even crazier!
You Crack Me UP Girlfriend! Love your journal. Always loved your journal. Excuse me while I wipe the crap off my nose….