New Name for Your Fun-Time Box

Lotus has done it. (Hello, Kevin & Leroy!)

Avitable has done it. (Hello, Hairy McButtcrack!)

Many more of you have done it.

I’ve even done it.

We talk about our bodies.

But I don’t think you’ve ever talked about your body the way I’m gonna embarrass talk about myself.

I’m shamelessly talking about that extra padding.
That extra layer of softness.
Protection from the elements that keeps my down there area safe.

My gunt.

My gut cunt.

*gasp* The c-word!

Don’t be afraid of the c-word. Take it. Keep it. Love it. Make it your own.
It’s yours now – put it in your pocket and use it at least one time today.

Back to my gunt.

How did it get there? Did the magic Pussy Fairy drop it in my lap, push it on down, and have it settle right under my pubes?

No, I ate too much Taco Bell, birthed two girls in 18 months, and sat on my lazy ass for the last umpteen years.

Do that, and you, too, can have your own gunt!

Call it what you will: fat pad, lower belly, upper pussy – you now have a new name for the top of your fun-time box.

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Angie is the rockin’ author of A Whole Lot of Nothing, a blog about everything. Quite the enigma, she classifies herself as a lazy perfectionist, yet she started an awesome online store, a personal blog, and a review blog all while staying home with her two young girls. She’s now adding masochist to her descriptors as well as failed housewife. Angie wrote this herself because writing in the 3rd person is SO self-absorbed, and she’s all about herself and shamelss self-promotion. Now leave a comment for her fragile self-worth – validation is important to women.

Merry Crotchmas

Keepin it light, so I’ll give you a brief tour of our Christmas with pictures.

A taste of Christmas Eve Activities.

An idea of how spoiled Braden is.

Breakfast.

Test Drive!

Fire Engine Siren Testing.

Tootsie Adoration Moment.

Taking a Break.

The Posse Ventures Outside.

After that, Momma’s trigger finger kind of went numb.

This was the best Christmas I can remember in a long, long time. Having a child really brings the magic back to the day. I think he had a lot of fun today. I know I sure did. He’s fast asleep and I look fondly at these pictures now. I hope your day was as great as ours was.

Oh, and John still has one more present to unwrap…

Merry Crotchmas!