Dionne, the leader of my dance group called to say she cancelled practice for tomorrow night. Yeah, I thought, another opportunity to shop for furniture. As Dionne and I continued to talk, we discussed my furniture dilemma.
“Angel, with all of this drama going on, you need to do something for you.”
“I know, I know. Sometimes it is difficult to develop enough energy to want to leave the house and when I do, I always struggle with what it is I should do.”
“Is there something you always wanted to do?”
“Like what do you mean?”
“Anything…a tattoo, a haircut, a body piercing?”
“I already have a tattoo. And during the summer (pre-marriage) before I reported for my first semester of fall classes I had my nose pierced. I don’t want to look like one of those kids in a rock band, but I must admit I have always wanted to get my navel pierced like yours. I think men find naval piercings sexy.”
“Name the day, place, time and I am there.”
“Where did you get your navel pierced?”
“ACME near the university. Hey, what are you doing tomorrow night?”
“Not a damn thing!”
“Well you do now. I will call ACME tomorrow to make you an appointment to get your navel pierced. How does 7:00 p.m. sound to you?”
“Great! Unless you call me to cancel, I will see you at ACME, tomorrow night, at 7:00 p.m.