Oh Holy Night, er Nose

  I turned 35 this August.  35 just sounds so OLD.  So GROWN UP.  So ADULT.
I decided to do something nice for myself, something daring. Something I had always wanted to do....

  Get my nose pierced!

 Yup, good little Mennonite, Bible belt raised, me has always wanted some kind of piercing.

​ Nose or eyebrow was what I was always thinking, but in the end, I decided NOSE for the win......

  And then I chickened out.  Again and again and again.

  Almost 6 months later, and still no nose piercing.  Sigh.  

  Maybe it was never meant to be.....

  So Christmas has passed and we are in the lala land between it and New Years, and we decide to go downtown to see the lights and grab some supper at this little teeny amazing place in the square.

  It was awesome! We are just walking around enjoying the lights, in sandals mind you, which feels odd while looking at lights.....when what do we walk by but a piercing and tattoo parlor.

 Oh jeepers! Here we go. My heart is RACING!

  And of all things, its OPEN.  My step mom, Drea and future step sis in law, Torrey, go in to see if they have an opening.

   I am on the sidewalk, as far away from the door as possible, deep breathing, and half praying they don't, and secretly wondering if they do,  so I can just DO THIS THING ALREADY!

  They come out, she has an opening RIGHT NOW. Are you ready?

  O holy nose......

Ready or NOT, here we go!

  Never been in a tattoo and piercing parlor before, it was pretty and colorful!  And loud. While I signed papers, doused myself in essential oils and signed my nose away, a lady was shrieking and screaming from the back.
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  This is comforting.  NOT.

  Applied more oils like 3 times. Thank the LORD for Balance and On Guard!!!! Stress city for a germaphobe.  And I hate needles, eeek!

  It hurt, bad you guys.  Not have a baby bad, which by the way, I told the lady before hand that I'd rather have a baby again instead of face her needle in my nose, but BAD.  Like punch you in the face with a hot poker bad.  But short and quick, then dull throbbing.  Thank goodness Torrey let me squeeze her hand super tight.  They would only let one other person in with me and she was nice enough to volunteer.

  The job was done, and now it was time for Lavender to the rescue!!!! My hot lip, red nose and puffy cheek, quickly went back to normal, thanks to it's awesome super powers.  And I carefully cleaned it with melaleuca and on guard oil to prevent unwanted bacteria.

  It's healing up nicely and actually feels like I have always had one......kinda sassy and fun! 

  Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday to me.....FINALLY!  ;)

  I hashtagged this photo on the RV oilers instagram page with #diamondboogers, and who KNEW that was a THING?!  There are lots of posts with that tag! WHAT?!  

​  Who "nose" what else is out there in the hashtag world..... ;)

  Hugs friends, T