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I got out on New Years Day and did a little hunting. Cold, frozen ground, ice, and mucho silver!
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charlie (ky)
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.... saw it on Ginger, my middle daughter, when she came home from college after completing her junior year.
Realize that I forbade my 3 daughters from getting any tattoos or any more piercings (they all have pierced ears) so long as they were financially dependent upon their mother and I.
Ginger had placed the phone book back on top of the fridge and when she did so her shirt tail rode up to reveal her new jewelry. The perky Nancy noticed my eyebrows go up and my face turn red, my mouth opened to begin saying what was on my mind about the new belly button jewelry ... then instead I went outside to cool off with nothing said to the offending daughter.
I came back in and sat down and complemented Ginger on how fancy and expensive looking her new jewelry looked. I asked if the installation hurt, how long did it take, did she bleed or scream during the procedure? Was the shop clean, did the tech use clean instruments and swab the area and tools with stuff to kill germs and nasty diseases?
Ginger smiled at me, answered all my questions like the polite young lady she is, then told me someting to the effect of, "Daddy, I'm REALLY surprised at your reaction on seeing my belly jewelry, I did not intend on you seeing it because I thought you'd go ballistic. Thank you for being understanding that I'm now old enough to make my own decisions.
I replied, yes Ginger you are capable of making your own decisions and you obviously have the time and money to do most everything you think is important to do. I also believe you have demonstrated your capability to make and manage your own financial situation, thus no more funds will be deposited into your checking account at school from your mother and me.
About 2 hours later I saw Ginger's belly button jewelry scotch taped to the refrigerator door. Shortly after that I heard Ginger tell her mom, (knowing that I could hear her), "Mom, the holes will go way and grow back together in about a week or so." Ginger again was living under the golden rules! .... whoever owns the gold makes the rules!
Ginger now has a terrific husband, a daughter and a son, and they are great parents who are making the rules. Life is GOOD!
Realize that I forbade my 3 daughters from getting any tattoos or any more piercings (they all have pierced ears) so long as they were financially dependent upon their mother and I.
Ginger had placed the phone book back on top of the fridge and when she did so her shirt tail rode up to reveal her new jewelry. The perky Nancy noticed my eyebrows go up and my face turn red, my mouth opened to begin saying what was on my mind about the new belly button jewelry ... then instead I went outside to cool off with nothing said to the offending daughter.
I came back in and sat down and complemented Ginger on how fancy and expensive looking her new jewelry looked. I asked if the installation hurt, how long did it take, did she bleed or scream during the procedure? Was the shop clean, did the tech use clean instruments and swab the area and tools with stuff to kill germs and nasty diseases?
Ginger smiled at me, answered all my questions like the polite young lady she is, then told me someting to the effect of, "Daddy, I'm REALLY surprised at your reaction on seeing my belly jewelry, I did not intend on you seeing it because I thought you'd go ballistic. Thank you for being understanding that I'm now old enough to make my own decisions.
I replied, yes Ginger you are capable of making your own decisions and you obviously have the time and money to do most everything you think is important to do. I also believe you have demonstrated your capability to make and manage your own financial situation, thus no more funds will be deposited into your checking account at school from your mother and me.
About 2 hours later I saw Ginger's belly button jewelry scotch taped to the refrigerator door. Shortly after that I heard Ginger tell her mom, (knowing that I could hear her), "Mom, the holes will go way and grow back together in about a week or so." Ginger again was living under the golden rules! .... whoever owns the gold makes the rules!
Ginger now has a terrific husband, a daughter and a son, and they are great parents who are making the rules. Life is GOOD!
charlie (ky)
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Vernon in Virginia~Formerly Alaska
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