One thing my sister and I do a lot of when I go to visit her is GET TATTOOS.
Another thing we do is GET PIERCINGS.
I can’t tell you how much fun I have in the dark, cramped rooms of seedy tattoo parlors and piercing studios.
My boys joke that every time I go to Reno, I return with a new piercing or tattoo.
And that’s not far from the truth.
This visit, my sister and I went to Black Hole Body Piercing in Reno.
I needed to get my nose piercing tightened. Exciting stuff.
My sister, however, got her left daith pierced.
I held my sister’s hand as the technician got ready to poke another hole in her body.
Lisa flinched when the needle went in. . . and she didn’t stop flinching.
I didn’t envy her the piercing, though I’ve been thinking about getting another pair of piercings in my lobes.
And the end result?
Nothing short of beautiful: