Call Me a Cougar
RRAAAWWWRRR... Yep, people, I am officially dating a younger college student. Well, technically, I'm married to him too, but I like to think we keep the romance youthful and alive. I'm sure our couch would agree with all the action it's been getting on Saturday afternoons after cocktails. I know way too much information.
So, it's with great pleasure and a sigh of relief that CG was accepted to the University of Washington's MBA program. As if all the travel weren't enough, now we'll see him even less. Yet, it will all be worth it. Higher education is always a lofty goal, especially when the company pays for half.
So, I'm milking this. I'm older than CG by a year and a half. It's just recently that CG told me the definition of what a cougar is, but I think it's pretty close--minus the "leathery skin. (I prefer the MILF/Stifler's Mom version from American Pie. So I may not qualify as old enough being in my thirties, but here's to this older woman trolling for younger college guys...errr...I guess this cougar has just one dedicated prey in mind.
1 Witty Comments For Me:
of course, the problem there is that UW is the huskies, cougars are WSU - dogs and cats from rival schools!
"
Ray: What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor... real Wrath-of-God-type stuff. Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies.
Venkman: Rivers and seas boiling!
Egon: 40 years of darkness, earthquakes, volcanos.
Winston:The dead rising from the grave!
Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats, living together... mass hysteria!
"
Post a Comment