Saturday night at the Triple Rock and the Nomad, before my daughter's show, she was busy trying to recruit singles guys for the Small Business bridge impact zone fundraiser...lots of sweet, young men volunteered to be auctioned off for a good cause...but, oddly each of them said the same thing, "what if no one wants to buy me?" (that's the subject for my next blog)
My daughter, who'd had a few coctails laughed, pointed to me and said," oh my mom will bid on you...she's gonna be a fuckin cougar, GRRRRRROWLLL" ....completed with clawing swoosh thru the air...
The boys smiled, said, "cool, will she buy the both of us...can't wait to go out, the two of us in public with that cougar.Sweet!"
I smacked her on the back of the head and laughed....then later, while she was sining I thought, well, maybe it's not so crazy after all. But, I'll pick my cougar cubs all by myself, Jess. Thank you very much!
A toast to cougars with values...
Slante
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