Mid-life Crisis?

I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. Jesus-God, I'm only 30. I decided I might be having one while I was talking to Noah about the nose ring I just bought myself. I pierced my nose when I was 16 (cuz I was bad-ass...LMAO). Although it's the norm now, back then I'm pretty sure I was the only Junior with 2 tattoos and a nose ring. Anyway, I haven't worn it since I was like 18-19. Lately I keep seeing chicks with diamond studs in their nose and I think its cute. Maybe I'm just looking for another place on my body to put a diamond, but after a few months of mental-debating about it, I bought it. It just arrived today. Haven't told the husband. He'll hate it, ha! He'll see it in about an hour when we go pick up his new truck at the dealer. That should be amusing. My dad just saw it and said my son is rubbing off on me. Seee it IS an age-crisis thing!