No, that is not a typo.  I did intend 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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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."

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

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So now it's bound to happen, right?  I have the 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 to get a better feel for "me" when she designed my website.  She asked if she could include it in the design.

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