I admit it. I've been holding back some truths about myself. So today I decided to confess something about myself that, when I've admitted to this in person, has always evoked the response "REALLY? You're serious??"
So, I'll start with a riddle. What do Demi Moore. Goldie Hawn, Susan Sarandon & I have in common?
We're all cougars!! For purposes of this blog, I'm referring to the definition from WOWOWOW.com - a woman, typically 35 or older, who is in a relationship with a man who is younger than she by eight to ten years or more. Yes, I am 10 years older than the LSH. So, what does that say about me? I have no idea. But, when people find this out, usually I notice at least one eyebrow raise, especially from the male species.
I wasn't "on the prowl" looking for a younger man. When we met, neither of us had any idea how old the other was. We met through a volunteer organization we were both members of where we first, became friends. By the time we got around to learning each other's age, it really didn't matter. It's probably just as well I didn't know how old he was; I might have let that stop me from going out with him. He may feel the same way. But my age has never seemed to bother him.
Older men with younger women has always been accepted; why do some people react so negatively when the roles are reversed?
Well, I've gotta go now. It's almost time to put the LSH to bed.
