I am cougar. Hear me roar!
So just when you think life is all about fat housecat awesomeness, suddenly everything changes and you become a cougar.
Ty took this picture of me when we were home last month hiking naked in the Uintah Mountains. Just kidding. (Did you think I was serious? Suckahs. That doesn't even look like me. It looks like a picture I got off of this site.)
I just got a job offer this afternoon and I'm going to take it, so fortunately/unfortunately, I will now have to relegate fat-housecatting-around to the weekends. And so from Monday through Friday, I will reveal myself to the world as the triple cougar I am. (That is, I graduated from the BY tuh-wice, people--Go cougs!--and since I am 15 months older than my husband, he likes to tell people I'm a cougar. I can't help it if the sweetest boy ever came to earth after me, now can I?)