Friday night around 9 p.m. I was getting ready to go and have my belly button pierced (the tattoo parlor is open until 12 midnight) but then I got a call from my mom saying that my dad fell down the stairs!!! So Jim and I rushed over to the hospital to see my dad. My dad was able to go home Saturday but I stayed over my parents house all weekend to help out. He broke his right wrist.
My poor papa smurf.
So I will go again this Friday night after work and attempt to get it done! Now I'm really nervous ... the anticipation is killing me!
