Now, hold on to that thought for a bit as I tell my sob story. This past week I turned the big 35. Yeah, it is wonderful getting older and feeling more comfortable with life. NO...I have had a horrible week. I was feeling sorry for myself. Getting old, moving across the country, away from my family, starting the kids in a new school, my husband forgetting to set the garbage out, big move, no money...poor me. Well, little did I know what was going to happen. There are some sneaky cats around here that had a plan to get me in the COUGAR CLUB.Last night I went to my sis-in-law's house and SURPRISE...they got me. My very first, secret, cougar, Birthday Party. The lights flipped on and all of these gorgeous cougars jumped out!
Now for the REAL definition of a Cougar:
Thanks for the education ladies. It was a blast.
