Look Ma It’s New

And the Xploration Challenge is back with a new image 🙂 PROMPT #212 by Reena https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/01/06/reenas-xploration-challenge-212/

It’s new, does it mean it’s welcome?

Look Ma It’s New!

By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris

Sitting down at the dinner table, finally! Only after a ten hour work day, driving my youngest teenage son to his soccer practice afterward, a row with my seventeen year old daughter about the mess not only she had bursting through the seams in her room but left everywhere she went! A trail followed behind her like Lionus from the old Charlie Brown cartoons, that was her. Except, the dust cloud of chaos followed behind her, generally, and not all around her. But, something had changed this evening.

I did notice she was eating very slowly and watching her covertly, I could tell she was having difficulty eating. Several emergent scenarios ran through my mind in a matter of milliseconds. Cavities, loose teeth, a sore jaw? Oh Lord no, no wisdom teeth removal expenses right now please Lord.

As I watched something glinted and caught my eye.

“Daughter,” said I. “Open your mouth please?”

She clamped down hard, and winced. Now I was angry. “Tell me I didn’t just see what I thought I just saw?!”

“Ahh Ma, don’t go getting all hysterical. It’s all the rage, it’s brand new and I love it … see?”

My sweet, innocent first born opened her mouth after swallowing her food and there in the middle of her tongue, sat a massive silver ball. She lifted her tongue to display the clasp on the other side, holding her new tongue piercing in. It was swollen, red, looked grotesque and I just wanted it out.

She hurriedly explained that it had to remain in until healed to prevent severe infection. Yes, I verified this via telephone with the parlor that I reminded them, had performed this illegal service on a minor without parental consent.

The parlor apologized profusely stating she looks 25 and in fact, would turn her away if ever she returned.

“Ma! Now they will never let me back in their store!” My daughter was livid. Getting up from the table to stomp back to her room. “Everyone I get something new, you take it away or forbid all together!”

“Daughter,” I whisper quietly through her now closed bedroom door, “Just because something is new, doesn’t necessarily mean it’s welcome.”

13 Comments

  1. Reena Saxena says:

    Wow! You painted the generation gap with a silver ball.

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  2. Reena Saxena says:

    Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
    Look Ma, it’s new …

    By Gypsie

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  3. My niece is giving a pin cushion a run for the money and after the ears, the tongue, navel and eye brow were just the forerunners. I have not seen her for quite a while, and think if she passed a car wrecking magnet, she is likely to be swept away. Not my thing I’m afraid. Ears once were enough.

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    1. Same with my daughter. At 33 I fear her piercings and tattoos have passed her birth age bye! 😆

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      1. This particular niece is 43.

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  4. Sadje says:

    The bane a parent has to bear when they are looking out for their children.

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    1. Oh yes! All mine had to worry about were boys wearing long hair and their girls (me) never wearing shoes! 🤣

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      1. Sadje says:

        That was so much easy.

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  5. Eugi says:

    Pierced ears were enough for me when I was younger though I have several piercings in my ears. I can’t fathom having your tongue pierced.

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    1. Ditto that and she has way more than her tongue pierced now!!

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