So, I'm no longer a virgin.

Now that's a loaded statement, given the fact that I'm a mother of two.
(She silently smirks…)
Clearly, I haven't been a virgin for some time now.

But I've been deflowered recently -- in the respect of insect bites.
I was stung by a bee for the first time on Saturday.
And let me tell you -- it hurt!!
Truthfully, it's still bothering me today if you can believe it.

Right smack dab on my elbow. And I wasn't bothering him at alll! This is me we're talking about. Yes, I’m the girl that tortured insects as a young child - but that was purely out of my love of science and inherent curiousity. Since then I've gone out of my way to save bugs that cross my path -- even going so far as to save drowning yellow jackets -- because I believe that "what goes around comes around". Clearly, my efforts fell deaf on the humming of this bee's wings. Hmmph.

There I was, at the soccer field minding my own business when the bees started to take an interest in me. Could it have been my Hazelnut/Coconut flavored coffee luring them in? Was it the sweet Hanae Mori perfume that I put on 6 hours earlier driving them crazy? One will never know. But the truth of the matter is that I was innocently standing having a conversation when I felt a slight "sting" and a pulling…I said to my aunt "I think a bee just tried to sting me" and then no sooner did I finish my sentence when there was a very STRONG stinging sensation to which I promptly said out loud "Mother of God he got me! Get him off me!" (or something to that effect. I do know "mother of god" was used; I tried to curve my sailor's mouth since I was after all - at a 6 year old's soccer game!) and my aunt started saying "He won't come off!" and she I think - the details are rather blurry now -- used a jacket or something to swing him off me. One of the women I was talking to was nice enough to pull the stinger out of me - and then the watch was on to see if I was going to go into anaphalytic shock. This was, after all - my first insect sting.

All kidding aside, I'm surprised at how sore I was. I mean really, a bee sting? I thought they hurt for like an hour and then you're done with it. But I actually was up all night with it. I think maybe because it's smack on my elbow, the pain was radiating down my forearm, into my hand and up my bicep - as well as being a place on my body that is frequently used. I literally could not lay on that side because if I put pressure on that arm, it woke me up. I mean it wasn't mind bending sore, it was just uncomfortable. And right now, it's really fine - just twinges if I put too much pressure on my elbow.

And there you have it. My adventures in bugs…and the taking of my innocence with bee venom.