<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vanessaberry/2109056559/"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-10730" title="2109056559_44b65d1215" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/2109056559_44b65d1215-300x199.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="199" /></a>No, that is not a typo.  I did intend to write the plural of Matchmaker.

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30 days ago, I knew 0 real live Matchmakers.

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Now I have TWO -- yes, TWO -- working for me.

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One of them I met at a party at a friend's house.  She added me to her database.  She knows of someone uber-smart, creative and fun who may just be my soulmate.

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The other, the parent of former students and apparently now a Matchmaker, sent me a message through facebook which read something to the effect of, "Ms. Michelle, are you single?  I'm a Matchmaker, and you're too adorable to pass up!"

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To which I replied something to the effect of "Do you have a Javier Bardem clone in your database?"

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I was kidding.

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Not really.

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O.k. Of course, I was joking. Ha ha ha.

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #993300;"><strong>Here's what's not so funny.  My mother has actually said to me TWICE in the past few months something to the effect of, "Michelle, maybe you're just one of those women who are meant to be alone forever."</strong></span>

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Before my mother could hex me with yet another declaration of romantic doom, I logged onto the Internet and signed up on eHarmony faster than you can whistle, "Matchmaker, Matchmaker, make me a match!"

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It wasn't until after I signed up on eH that Fate decided to throw me an additional TWO matchmakers.  The universe must be rooting for me.

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So now it's bound to happen, right?  I have eHarmony the Cyber-Matchmaker and two living breathing Matchmakers helping me find True Love!  It WILL happen, RIGHT???

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Because let me let you in on a little secret.  I wrote that quote that you see on the side of my web page.

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I never intended for anyone to see it.  Originally, it lurked in a heap of scribbly notes that I sent off to my web designer so that she could get a better feel for "me" when she designed my website.  She asked if she could include it in the design.  I was taken aback, but I agreed.

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And even though all of my friends and family will tell you that I truly walk the walk with that quote,  I would still love nothing more than to share my life with The One.  I'm not going to put my life on hold and wait for him, but I would like nothing more than The One to show up and whisk me away already!

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Because I sure as hell don't think that I'm meant to be alone forever.  :-(

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Oh.  And one more thing:  Even though it may be fun for you to live vicariously through me, I have no desire to date a string of men.  Frankly, I'm <em>exhausted</em> from dating over the past eleven years.  I would like nothing more than The One to pull me off of eHarmony and kindly ask me to break up with my Matchmakers.

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #993300;"><strong>Oh!  I almost forgot!  (And this is the last thing, I promise.)  The One will remain completely anonymous in this blog.  Just in case he is reading this.  </strong></span>

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O.k.  I'm ready.  Let the Love begin!

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Wish me luck!

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To be continued . . . .

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