When I Grow Up, I Want to be a Cougar

Allow me to preface this: this is not about my husband (hey, he gets a mention...!)

As a married woman, I can honestly say I rarely/never find other men attractive. I just don't. Why swoon over something you could never get anyway, when you can go home and get whatever you want, even if that is an ice cream sundae and a separate bedroom (I kid, of course). Well, last week I was doing my laps (I swim. You run. Nancy swims.) when out of the corner of my goggled-eye, I spotted the most magnificent creature ever created. I officially believe there is a God (hah), because I don't know how else a human like this would be created, certainly through nothing as gross as sex.