Your puppy is so cute!!!!

I bet you totally thought I was going to write a post on the tricks men use to get our attention, didn't you? HA! Not really, all though that would be entertaining to write.
Nope, I'm posting today on dating younger men, who I affectionately call "puppies". I am not a cougar, mostly because I'm not old enough being as I'm only 36. I also don't want to write something that leads everyone to believe this is some kind of social phenomena... blah blah.. boooooorrriinnng!
I'm posting today because I've lived it. My aunts live it every day. They're both married to guys ten years or more younger than they are. My one aunt is 18 years older than her husband. They've both been married before, and this time around they picked someone more fun, I guess. I do not consider them cougars either.
When I was 33 I dated a guy who was 21 years old. Shockingly, he turned out to be a whole lot of fun and a lot more mature than what I would have thought. We used to watch football all day on Sundays, go to the movies, and I would cook for him. Alas, he got deployed and we had to end it. But dang was he hot! Especially when he was walking around my house in his boxer briefs...and helping me move to a new apt... and... wait, why did I stop fooling around with him again? Oh yeah, we became friends instead. This is a big draw for me as younger men seem to be more active, not so set in their ways, and more willing to please in a whole lot of ways. (And I didn't mean THAT way, you big ol' bunch of pervs! Although that was a bonus)
I guess there is somewhat of a social stigma if you're my age or older. Maybe because if you're single at my age or older, the focus is on marriage so much that people wonder what the hell you're doing. It helps a lot that I don't look my age, but I am the only one of my friends to be willing to date someone that much younger than me. My BFF, Red, is seeing someone she calls the Young'un. She's 36 and he is 30. That's not such a big deal to me. But of the more extended group of friends I have, I am the ONLY one who dates men significantly younger.
Would I consider someone a full decade younger as marriage material? Meh... I don't know. I have a second date with a 25 year old on Thursday night, so I'll let you all know after that.. hee hee hee.

Oh, spare me!

Ladies, I've remarked upon how I don't read advice columns written by women. It's all a bunch of hopeful crap meant to sooth our egos but doesn't really do anything for us. I never thought I would read a column written by a man that I thought was hooey. What dudes think about us naked
I can appreciate a guy wanting to make us all feel better so we will get naked more often, but I'm more concerned with what's behind our neuroses. We've all been there. Holding the sheets up to our chests, turning the lights out so the man won't see, not letting a guy touch us in a certain place for fear he will think we are less than perfect. And therein lies the evil word: perfect.
Can anyone really blame us? We are bombarded at all hours of the day and night with media that tells us to constantly change ourselves to be a certain ideal. Now, I'm not going to deny I use anti-aging face moisturizer or Boots eye/lip serum, but thats a far cry from getting plastic surgery, starving ourselves, and looking like a freakin' bobblehead. Seriously, have you noticed the young "sex symbols" right now all look the same? They're all about 5'1, weight a buck-o-nothing, huge hooters and no rest of the body to speak of? Hell, I wish I looked like that! Alas, it took years for me to realize that I can't be like that and to like myself for who I am.
With Hollywood constantly picking the same kind of women, with porn so readily accessible that the sex industry is now making its permanent mark on our appearances, how do we let go of the veil? I am not the first woman to back out of a room naked so a guy doesn't see the slight dimpling on my upper thighs. But we wouldn't think that in the first place if every damn magazine at the grocery store is telling us we all look like junk and need to improve.
However, aside from my rant, am I over thinking this? Maybe men are really so adolescent that they're just excited to see boobs or anything else. We can all revel that we all have at least one thing about us that is an obvious draw. Maybe it's great hair, pretty eyes, fantastic smile, grace, and in my case a fabulous ass. Maybe we shouldn't question what they see in us. If they want to see us naked, they're obviously attracted. Yes, I realize I'm trying to play both sides of the argument here, but that's besides the point.
We need to own it, girls. We rock. Deep down we know it. It's time we stop being a bunch of wienies and show our husbands and boyfriends we know we are beautiful on the inside AND out.