Monday, June 2, 2008
Sex and This City
Last night a group of my girlfriends and I went to check out Carrie and the crew. I was a big fan of the show and got the "closure" I needed from the movie. There were 7 of us in all replete with cougar cubs, adolescent pumas, and full-grown cougars. One is even expecting a kitten soon. We are different ages, are in different professions, and come from different backgrounds, but share the common denominator of being single and navigating the rocky Atlanta relationship terrain. Like Carrie and like it or not, we ultimately are looking for an exlcusive, committed relationship. That may or may not mean marriage, but we all would like to find our "penguin" as I like to call it. I have seen many definitions of cougars. The most unflattering is that of a woman in her 40's-60's who dresses skanky, smokes, drinks a lot, and is on the prowl for younger men purely for sexual conquest. This is most definitely not me. I suppose what does draw me toward younger guys is a youthful spirit. I love their energy and enthusiasm. I like how they like to get out and do things and don't whine about being tired all the time. I like how they're less judgmental and more accepting. All that said, there is still the matter of how to go from fun times to a lifetime. I guess, and this would be true of any man no matter his age, it's just a matter of one day at a time plus at this age I've dropped all the fantasies. There are no more white horses, no more knights in shining armor, I backed my car into and over the white picket fence and I'm much happier for it.
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