Wanna see something gross?
Ha ha, I'm like, totally fascinated by this.
That's my belly button. Gross, huh? I got it pierced back in April of 2000 (so almost eight years ago) and I've had a little gold barbell in there pretty much ever since. This was a hard thing for me to do, since I'm a total sissy when it comes to needles and pain and stuff. I suffered for over nine months waiting for this bad boy to heal. It turned out I was allergic to the metal in the original jewelry, which is why I had a gold piece in there.
Well, now I'm pregnant. And guess what? That's right, you can't keep that cute little barbell in there once your belly starts stretching and expanding. I came across this product called a pregnancy piercing in a couple of magazine articles, so I figured, what the heck? I'll give it a shot.
It came today. First thing, I managed to get one of the little balls to fall off it's post. Grr. It wouldn't come out of it's tubing! Thank goodness for the jewelry pliers, I was able to get it out eventually. A spare (in gold, blech) came in the package, so I'm using that until I can get another pink one. I emailed the website to see about getting a replacement end ball.
It was so funky to put the tube in. It was a little hard, since the tube is soft and flexible, unlike the rigidness of the metal jewelry. Once I got it in, I put rubbing alcohol on it and kinda flossed it and giggled, while my husband rolled his eyes at me. Hey, what can I say, I'm easily amused!!!
In other news, guess what I'm making?
That's right, red velvet again! I'm doing a regular cake this time instead of cupcakes, so I doubled the recipe. We'll see how it turns out. Tomorrow is the final night of my Wilton 1 class. Next week, I start fondant! WOOT!
If you've never tried this stuff:
I encourage you to do so. I've always been a butter and flour the pans kind of girl, but I hated the way it left a residue, for lack of a better term, on the sides of your cakes. I saw this at Walmart (in the cake decorating aisle with the other crafty stuff) and I decided, what the heck.
That's my belly button. Gross, huh? I got it pierced back in April of 2000 (so almost eight years ago) and I've had a little gold barbell in there pretty much ever since. This was a hard thing for me to do, since I'm a total sissy when it comes to needles and pain and stuff. I suffered for over nine months waiting for this bad boy to heal. It turned out I was allergic to the metal in the original jewelry, which is why I had a gold piece in there.Well, now I'm pregnant. And guess what? That's right, you can't keep that cute little barbell in there once your belly starts stretching and expanding. I came across this product called a pregnancy piercing in a couple of magazine articles, so I figured, what the heck? I'll give it a shot.
It came today. First thing, I managed to get one of the little balls to fall off it's post. Grr. It wouldn't come out of it's tubing! Thank goodness for the jewelry pliers, I was able to get it out eventually. A spare (in gold, blech) came in the package, so I'm using that until I can get another pink one. I emailed the website to see about getting a replacement end ball.
It was so funky to put the tube in. It was a little hard, since the tube is soft and flexible, unlike the rigidness of the metal jewelry. Once I got it in, I put rubbing alcohol on it and kinda flossed it and giggled, while my husband rolled his eyes at me. Hey, what can I say, I'm easily amused!!!
In other news, guess what I'm making?
That's right, red velvet again! I'm doing a regular cake this time instead of cupcakes, so I doubled the recipe. We'll see how it turns out. Tomorrow is the final night of my Wilton 1 class. Next week, I start fondant! WOOT!If you've never tried this stuff:
I encourage you to do so. I've always been a butter and flour the pans kind of girl, but I hated the way it left a residue, for lack of a better term, on the sides of your cakes. I saw this at Walmart (in the cake decorating aisle with the other crafty stuff) and I decided, what the heck.This stuff does everything it promises. You just shake up the bottle, squirt some into the pan, use a silicone brush to paint it all over, then dump your batter in. Your cakes won't stick and they won't have that weird crumby residue on them when you go to frost them. Awesome!
I'm like a walking advertisement tonight. I gotta knock that off, since I ain't gettin' pizz-aid here. Sheesh.
Miss M told you so @ 9:57 PM
3 Comments:
those ve;vet cupcakes looked yummy.. bet the cake will be too, I haven't made one for years, I might have to try my hand at them again, I like how cupcakes are really 'in' now
Huh, a pregnancy piercing. Who'd of thought. I'll have to show that to my sister someday. She was brave enough to pierce her belly button. Not me - getting my ears done was challenge enough.
The cake sounds yummy! How many weeks is the Wilton class? Always sounds interesting, but it's one of those things I forget as soon as I've thought about it. Does that make sense??
That is one smart invention, I always wondered what pregnant ladies did on those cases, also I left you something on my blog!
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