It was Girls' Night Out on Saturday. OMG, how long has it been since I actually went OUT with girlfriends?? To a bar? To drink and dance the night away?
I honestly can't remember.
It must have been since before I was married because I don't remember ever wearing my wedding rings to a bar before. We had fun. I watched (and helped) my newly single friend meet guys.
But I have to admit that I felt a bit on the old side. At one point some tall, young hottie walked by me. I didn't take much notice till the lady that happened to be standing next to me at the time elbowed me and started yapping at what a nice butt he had and so on and so on.
To me, she was a cougar. Around 50ish, dressed provacatively and checking out the livestock. But why was she talking to me? Did I look like a cougar too? Was I a comrade in arms, so to speak?
Ug. I'd hate for anyone to think I'm on "the hunt" or something. Not that there's anything wrong with going to a bar if you're older and/or single. It's the predatory feeling from her that I didn't like.
On a positive note, I did get asked to dance. I politely declined but it was sure as hell nice to be asked. :)