It's official. I am losing all my street cred. Not only is there three inches of grey roots on top of my head, but this weekend I had to remove my belly ring. This is the same belly ring that has been in place for the past 14 years. 14 years is a long time. I remember the day I got that piercing like it was yesterday. My roommate Dana and I went to some jewelry store in Fairfield, CT where we heard they were doing under-cover belly piercings (it was all so new back then).
The guy pierced our belly buttons with an ear-piercing gun. And we LET him!
At the time he said to me "Wow, there isn't really anything to pierce, your stomach is so flat". Ahhh, those were the days. Nothing like being 22 and going to the gym every single morning, and sometimes catching an aerobics class after work. Man I looked good. I also had a convertible that year. I would have to say those were really good times.
I am afraid that my belly is certainly not flat any longer. I can't blame it all on the pregnancy because I lost that six-pack quite a few yars ago. I guess it was around 32. Damn.
Maybe I can get those abs back after the babies are born? It's possible, right?
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I want pictures!!! Jennifer
Yes, pictures please.
Linda L.
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