I'm still grieving the loss of both Misty and Delilah; a lot of people think I'm silly, that they are just animals and I need to get over it. But to me they were my babies, and I miss them (even that dumb cat that I didn't even want!). I love Jax so much - he is still my baby - but I know he misses them, too. I'm still working on Hubby to relent and let me have another puppy. Yes, people think I'm silly for wanting another puppy, too. But hey, I do. So there.
Little Son has been sick the past 5 days - he has the croup. He has always been a croupy kid - we've owned a nebulizer since he was an infant. He's having a tough time right now, too - the coughing is incessant sometimes, and while I feel so bad for him, at the same time I just wish he would STOP. COUGHING. RIGHT. NOW. OR. I. WILL. HAVE. TO. HOLD. A. PILLOW. OVER. YOUR. FACE. (No, no - I wouldn't really do that! But GEEZ! Enough coughing already!)
So anyway, yesterday I had occasion to be out running some errands and decided to do something for myself - something special just for me:
I got my cartilage pierced! It's something I'd been thinking about for a while - something I wanted to do, yet was unsure about. Would it hurt? (It hardly did.) What would people think? (For what it's worth, Hubby and Little Son are OK with it, Daughter was appalled.) But I decided "what the heck??" And I did it. And I love it. And I haven't had a headache in 2 days. Boo ya!