Pretty.

Today I'm wearing my black mesh top, and I didn't think anything of it, because I'd also thrown on a zip-up hoodie and it wasn't like you could see much of anything. But then, after my walk, I'd taken it off and stood by Amarah (she was sitting on the bench while the Suzy and Laura put things together for tonight's stew) and she could stop staring at my stomach. Because, oh, yeah, through the mesh top the gold navel ring was visible. So I had to let her look and touch my belly ring, and got her to call it pretty.

Now I've currently got the house to myself as Dad's at church and the others have gone to K-mart. I didn't really feel like shopping. I mostly felt like catching up my f-list, particularly the latest chapter of Laocoon's Children over at sam_storyteller. Hee.

Fin.