Cougar

I just want to say god bless American slang. Because as I was thinking about having a baby, MILF* was on the rise and that term pretty much became the deciding factor. And then in my early thirties Cougar entered American slang and all I have to say is fuck yes. As if a 20 year old girl could know a thing about sex. As if I knew a thing about it in my 20’s. I knew nothing. NOTHING. (Sorry, I’ve been watching some BBC historical dramas.)

*Please click here for, perhaps, the finest essay on MILFs ever written. Also hot pictures of Crissy, Kiala and me ALL IN ONE SPOT.

Well, my Cougarness was totally ignited at the Fred Meyer the other day. In the cookie aisle. Where I was reacquainted with one of my most favorite cookies:

The Little Schoolboy.

A butter biscuit with a hard, dark chocolate rectangle on top.

Oh god. It does not get better.

And they were on sale. I know!

I dip them in tea and then let the buttery biscuity cookie and deep dark chocolate melt in my mouth and then I rest my head on the table because those little school boys are just that good. Better than those undergrad school boys in my grad school days who ran track in tiny shorts in the hot California sun. God bless cross country. Someone should write about book about cross country runners. Oh wait.

In any case, I know no one is reading this post anymore because you’re all over at Ken’s place doing god knows what so I could just say whatever I like here.

Poo.

Here were the cookies underneath the little schoolboys

The moral: Cougars rule.

Ken, any thoughts?

A Delicious Snack

Today’s PSA features a yummy treat for everyone over 21, with an oven.

Beware all, the video plays twice because I have no idea how to work the editing buttons on iMovie. So just stop it or enjoy the glory that is watching my PSA today TWICE.

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