Keeping Up With the Times
Well, it certainly has been a while. Mark and I have been super busy here lately, and, for brief periods of time, didn't have access to the internet. Anyway, we're still alive, and I thank God for that. Mark and I are just as happy now as we've always been, and I thank God daily for that. I'm so happy that I've found that one person in my life who can truly make me happy and truly love me for me.
I can't believe I've been living in North Carolina for two years now. It doesn't seem like it's been nearly that long, but it has been. I've still got the same job, and I thank God for that. On August twenty-eighth of this year, Mark and I will be celebrating our three year anniversary. It's been a pretty good three years, too, and I hope and pray every night that three years turns into thirty, and thirty turns into sixty, sixty turns into ninety, and so on and so forth.
But quite a bit has happened since last October, Mark and I are no longer living on our own. We were living in Granite Falls in a house which Mark's stepdad and mother own, but his stepdad got a hair crossed sideways or something, and decided to kick us out. Shortly after that, we met two people who have become very close friends. They gave us a roof over our heads when we needed it, and they are really more like family than friends. They are true friends, and that seems like something which is very hard to come across these days.
On the lighter side of things, I did something a month ago which I thought was too painful to even think about doing up until now. I walked into a tattoo and piercing place, and had my tongue and my lower lip both pierced. Believe it or not, neither one of them hurt. Feeling the needle sliding through the flesh of my bottom lip first, then feeling another needle sliding through the flesh of my tongue a few moments later gave me a little bit of discomfort, but there really wasn't anything about it that really hurt.
When I went to go get pierced, our two best friends went with us. The man I went with got his nipples and his tongue pierced, and the woman who'd gone with us got her nose and her tongue pierced. The funny part is, out of all three of us, I was the only one who had a swollen tongue afterward. I guess my tongue is just a little more sensitive to that kind of stuff or something. Anyway, I couldn't talk very well for a few days, but I can now talk normal again since it's healed and the swelling has gone completely down.
Mark wasn't quite sure how a man would look with his lip pierced, but after I got mine done. he said he thinks its sexy. . .especially on me. I'll have to get a picture to put on the computer for those of you who are interested in seeing it.
But that about wraps it up for now. Until next time...........Peace!
I can't believe I've been living in North Carolina for two years now. It doesn't seem like it's been nearly that long, but it has been. I've still got the same job, and I thank God for that. On August twenty-eighth of this year, Mark and I will be celebrating our three year anniversary. It's been a pretty good three years, too, and I hope and pray every night that three years turns into thirty, and thirty turns into sixty, sixty turns into ninety, and so on and so forth.
But quite a bit has happened since last October, Mark and I are no longer living on our own. We were living in Granite Falls in a house which Mark's stepdad and mother own, but his stepdad got a hair crossed sideways or something, and decided to kick us out. Shortly after that, we met two people who have become very close friends. They gave us a roof over our heads when we needed it, and they are really more like family than friends. They are true friends, and that seems like something which is very hard to come across these days.
On the lighter side of things, I did something a month ago which I thought was too painful to even think about doing up until now. I walked into a tattoo and piercing place, and had my tongue and my lower lip both pierced. Believe it or not, neither one of them hurt. Feeling the needle sliding through the flesh of my bottom lip first, then feeling another needle sliding through the flesh of my tongue a few moments later gave me a little bit of discomfort, but there really wasn't anything about it that really hurt.
When I went to go get pierced, our two best friends went with us. The man I went with got his nipples and his tongue pierced, and the woman who'd gone with us got her nose and her tongue pierced. The funny part is, out of all three of us, I was the only one who had a swollen tongue afterward. I guess my tongue is just a little more sensitive to that kind of stuff or something. Anyway, I couldn't talk very well for a few days, but I can now talk normal again since it's healed and the swelling has gone completely down.
Mark wasn't quite sure how a man would look with his lip pierced, but after I got mine done. he said he thinks its sexy. . .especially on me. I'll have to get a picture to put on the computer for those of you who are interested in seeing it.
But that about wraps it up for now. Until next time...........Peace!
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