It is Time

This post is both cracking me up and making me kind of uncomfortable at the same time: http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/2011/02/wedding-pics-part-dos.html

So much sexual innuendo/suggestion. This is why I could never wait until my wedding night to get rid of the big V. Everyone would know (I assume it would be due to religion and therefore people would be aware) and, with the sort of people I associate with, many would make jokes throughout the evening as to the state of my hymenal area. Hymenal is not a word. I created it.

I would be nervous enough thinking about losing my maidenhood (this is the perfect post to whip out all these phrases regarding virginity). I wouldn't need complications of a wedding day to further exacerbate any fears of mine.

It's still kind of cute though (the above blog post). The photo of HRG's husband pointing to his watch is literally killing me. Like, with a knife.

"Come on, love. Time to deflower you."

That's all I'm hearing.

I also just discovered this post and had to come back and edit this post regarding my undying devotion to HRG: http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/2011/05/ice-cream-hangover.html

Her comment about the bubble headed Utah children is killing me. She keeps it so real. I love that about her.

J