...work emergency upon emergency upon work emergency prevented me from getting to my new and "special friend's" home to cook together.

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This is highly unusual in my career, but it happens.  Hey -- the men that I have dated as of late may not turn out to have full-time jobs, but I do.

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The curry was delish.  As fate would have it, the recipe was created by my namesake:  <strong><a href="http://allrecipes.com//Recipe/michelles-coconut-chicken-curry/Detail.aspx" target="_blank">Michelle's Coconut Chicken Curry.</a></strong> What a coinkidink!

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I am sorry to disappoint you (and myself), but I would have rather stayed home and made the curry myself with Little Miss B by my side.  After 10 years of this crap, I am bored to death with clichés.

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Here is the lesson that I really must learn for the final time, and I ask you to hold me accountable (and practice it with me if you're single):

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	<li>If you are an emotionally intelligent and evolved woman RUN (don't walk, don't pass Go ... wait a minute...DO pass Go... don't collect $200) from Match.com.  The Match.com Sea is polluted, and the fish swimming in this sea are either rotten or mutated.  It's an environmental disaster of epic proportions.</li>
	<li>If you are an emotionally intelligent and evolved woman, you deserve to swim in fresh water.   Dive into your life and hope that Mr. Wonderful is doing the same.  Perhaps you'll meet each other at Adult Swim.  In the meantime,  hold on to your friends, family, hobbies and World's Most Precious Pooch (or Kitty) as your life raft.</li>
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