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I am not one to complain about too many things but I have to give a little bit of time to something that has gotten to me lately.  Mostly it has gotten to me lately because in the not too distant past I was dating someone that was 17 years my junior.  I am a woman, this automatically lends itself to a tirade of titles and jokes that while cute and endearing at first become tiresome and old with time (yes, I see the pun I am choosing to ignore it!)  Of course the most obvious title of “Cougar”  was what I got hit with immediately.  This gave me an interesting flashback of when I was in the 6th grade and our teachers name was Mrs. Coogan, for field day we became Coogan’s Cougars, little did I know how prophetic this would be.  That aside, being labeled a Cougar made me wonder, where the eff did this title come from?  Because it was not applied to me before I guess I never really thought about it.  So me being me, I set out to do a bit of research on the worldwide web.  Here’s what I found out.

The truest definition of a Cougar is a woman in her 40’s that goes “on the prowl” for men in their 20’s.”  In just about every definition I found, there is no mention of a relationship.  So, this certainly did not, nor does not, apply to me.  I am open to dating adult men of any age and do in fact.  Oh, by the way, what do they call a man in his 40’s that goes on the prowl for 20 something women?  Yeah, that’s right they don’t call him anything.  Have you ever heard of any such thing as a F.I.L.F  (Father I’d Like to F&%K)?  And when a 40 year old man says his girlfriend is 23 does anyone break out and sing “Mrs. Robinson”?  No, because that would inappropriate to HIS situation, well it is just as inappropriate to mine!  I do not have a daughter that is marrying the younger man, I am not seducing him, and I have WAY better legs.

So while I can appreciate the humor, especially at my own expense, give it a rest or at least some thought when applying the terms.  Now if you will excuse me, I need to go put on my micro-mini, black strappy stilettos, clingy red top with the plunging neckline, and go meet with my son’s alegebra teacher, I heard he is 24 and single!