Every once in a while I am hit with the big
realization. Paul Kevin Jonas, Jr. is married. I mean married. Taken. Off the market. A fish that isn't one of the plenty in the sea. He's married.
As an adult I am trying not to be one of the many woman who mourned the day he said "I do" to the girl he's lucky to have (that's right, I said it. Ask him, I'm sure he'd say the same), but being that he is my age he was the only one I could fantasize about dating. The calm yet fun one. Not afraid to laugh and in possession of the dreamy deep voice.
I know a tidal wave of grief swept the nation. Many men, women and children are trying to come to grips with this prized member of the Jonas Brothers having no more need for his purity ring. I am hoping that his wife (that's right, get used to it) doesn't have to deal with the crazies...ladies, he won't leave her because you threaten to kill her. If you endanger her your chances with him will go to nil. Keep your idle threats, letters, and glares to yourself. Go find the nice boy that's been looking at you for the past year or so and date him.
I am a huge fan of the Kevin Jonas...of the Jonas Brothers in general. So here's praying that this marriage continues to be a testament to love. I wish nothing but happiness to Danielle and Kevin Jonas.