Cougars on the Prowl

Over the weekend, I went out with Ms. Amy and Ms. Lynn to a fun day and night in Annapolis. If you have never been there, it's worth the trip. I've been there a million times, but it's a quaint historic seaside city (really town) that is the sailing capital of the US. And home to the US Naval Academy - oh those boys in dress whites - it makes your heart flutter every time (even if I'm getting alittle (alot) too old for them).

So after many activities and eating and encounters, we headed over at dusk to our favorite bar in town which just happens to be on a dock in the middle of the city - yep out there in the open, no guard rails, nothing - pull right up with your boat. You get used to being around water here - most people can fish someone else out (me included - thanks Mom for making me take those lessons at age 8).

So we're standing around and after Lynn meets a creepy guy and we lose him, we suddenly find ourselves talking to these three guys. They just weasel their way into our little conversation. It was smooth. Props to you frat guys! They are fraternity brothers. One looks very young. One is a lawyer and one is a native son. We are having a nice time talking to these guys. And eventually we get asked our ages. And the three of us just smile. We convince them to tell us their ages first. We've got 23, 24, and 26!! Winner winner chicken dinner! We are cougars! So they guess ours. They had good manners - we got 25, 26, maybe 28?? Yeah, finally Amy said, "Yeah, I'm 32." Our attorney friend (actually they all did) recovered from the shock really well. We laughed at him anyway. They got the picture - we were older, but damn we must have looked good.

Really we probably did because we were relaxed and happy (we weren't dressed to kill and were sweaty).

And we just kept talking. But I had to leave eventually to get home for my race the next day so we said our goodbyes. No numbers given by me - it was the atmosphere of a summer flirtation. Just that giddiness of summer in the air and rum drinks in our hands didn't make me want to be serious for the night.