...on my daughter's lip!
You think I'm joking? I promise you, my luvlies, I'm not!
Actually, I'm furious. 24 hours after discovering what appeared to be some sort of lunar rover having made a crash landing on Megawatt's lower lip, I am still seething with anger and disappointment.
Let me preface this by saying, that yes, I realize this time in Megawatt's life, as a college freshman, is filled with all sorts of interesting things and it's not all about me. I'm aware that there are probably things I don't want to be aware of. But I'm not one who lives by the theme, "Ignorance is bliss." When it's all said and done, ignorance is just that...ignorance. Yet I do know that now that she's living on campus there are probably things that happen that would curl my toes and knot my knickers. Having said that, let me be blunt about a few things.
Whilst I am a pretty laid back mom (a fact Megawatt and her friends who sometimes piss me the hell off, can more than attest to), there are a few things I don't tolerate. I'm sure several of you are going to think I have a stick lodged up my ass after reading this. Bottom line...this kid is my daughter and it's my prerogative to be to be pissed off over what I feel was both a careless and reckless decision on Megawatt's part. Especially someone who is double majoring in Business Management and Human Resources, where it's been pounded into her head..."Professionalism is Everything!" She also works for one of the New England's largest grocer's and I really can't see them thinking this is such a wonderful thing. Megawatt tells me otherwise though.
When it comes to altering our bodies be it with tattoos, piercings, or even plastic surgery I have some pretty conservative views.
I don't really care for huge, visible tats. That doesn't mean I love my siblings who have them any less, I just think, in some instances, they're trashy. People take them to extremes under the guise of "art" and in my opinion, it's not so much art as it is obsession. A few tasteful tats here and there don't really bother me. The same can be said for certain piercings. Ears mostly. And those other ones...the ones I can't see, I'd really rather not know about. But the one thing I can't stand is facial piercings. Especially on women. I learned the hard way after having my own nose pierced several years ago, it wasn't cool. Especially when you get a cold. It goes from being something I thought was "cool" and "pretty" to being a pain in the ass and downright gross! Just the same, when Megawatt pierced her own nose several months ago, (go on and read about it, I'll wait), it became infected. It wasn't pretty! Same thing happened over the summer when she once again (she did it before and like the 2nd time around, it became infected), pierced her belly button. This time it got so infected it ulcerated. She has a lovely scar now.
As far as plastic surgery, I plan on having some corrective work done to remove excess skin that can lead to infections and have a breast reduction. But again, here's something that can, at some point, become an obsession. Anyone remember Cat Lady? This woman actually gives me nightmares. Her plastic surgeon should be shot!
Megawatt told me, before she left for college that she was going to get a small tat, on her side. I told her, that was fine, just don't get anything trashy or a tramp stamp or booty button. I don't want the Little Imp seeing something like that and thinking it's awesome! At this point (to my knowledge anyhow) she hasn't gotten a tat.
So, I'm busily buzzing around the kitchen Sunday afternoon, getting ready to make one of Megawatt's favourite dinners because she's coming home for a visit. I'm chopping veggies and listening to the Little Imp chatter and Casey bark as he hears Megawatt's car pull into the drive.
Initially when she came upstairs, I had my back to her and didn't get a look at her. I was in the kitchen and the Little Imp was bouncing around vying for her big sisters attention. Megawatt walks over to the stove and places a bag on the counter; something I'd asked her to pick up for me. It was then that I noticed she had her hand concealing her face and her voice sounded "off"...like she had something in her mouth.
I immediately asked her what she'd done and to move her hand!
I wish I hadn't.
You, m'dears, might not think this is a big deal. I however was in shock when I saw it.
The Mars Rover made an impromptu landing on Megawatt's lower lip!
She got her lower lip pierced!
Just posting the photo makes me angry all over again.
Sure, I know she hasn't started shooting up heroin, or started missing classes, or drinking excessively...but for me, this is bad enough. I think it's ugly, tacky, trashy and to some degree; disfiguring.
I know you're probably sitting there saying, "Oh come on Auds, it's only a little lip ring!"
Sure, but it totally changes her face when you look at it.
It's like walking along a gorgeous expanse of white sandy beach. Nothing but soft sand and beautiful blue water. Clear blue skies overhead. And as you're walking along, enjoying the view, you're stopped dead in your tracks after your bare foot steps on a nasty broken beer bottle that some asshole left lying on the beach.
Did I over-dramatize things? Perhaps, but that's how I'm feeling about Megawatt's lip piercing right now. To further irritate me, Megawatt thinks it's "cute." "Cute" isn't exactly the word I had in mind to describe the eyesore that is perched on her lip.
The Little Imp wouldn't even look at her for the longest time. Megawatt's lip was swollen and it was obviously affecting the way she spoke. If you didn't know better, at times it sounded like she had a mouth full of Novocaine!
Gee, I wonder why?
If all that weren't enough, she walked around with a cup of salt water to rinse her mouth out with, and spit it into another cup. Lovely. Now I have the Little Imp walking around spitting her juice and milk into whatever she can find, after swishing it around in her mouth. NOT COOL!
I realize there are other things I could be angry over. In the huge scope of things, I'm sure this is just minor. Just the same, I don't like it and I am concerned about the message it might send to the Little Imp. And, I'm having a hard time articulating just why I think this is so ugly. Maybe it isn't the omen of things to come that I worry it might be. After all, she's an adult...she can do what she wants. It doesn't mean I have to like it though.
Maybe it's because I gave birth to this young woman and I think she's beautiful.
You might hold a differing opinion, but I happen to think she's one of the most gorgeous creatures to have ever graced the face of the earth. But then, I'm her mom. I'm allowed to think that.
Just the same Megawatt, darling daughter of mine... a few words of caution. Stay away from all the fridge magnets when you come to visit. And I'd be really careful when you floss. I bet that would hurt like a sonofabitch getting it tangled up in that. Oh, and I'd not be making out with anyone with braces if I were you. That could prove tragic. Ohhh and I hadn't even thought about the tines of your dinner fork scraping it, or accidentally hooking the hoop. Wowzers...could be pretty painful.
Congratulations on the new hole in your face. I guess, if you get bored and take the hoop out, you could always figure out a new way to whistle through the hole left behind.
I love you kiddo, but I really hate the lip ring!
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