My dreams of becoming the next Millionaire Matchmaker finally came true (on a marginally smaller scale) on Friday. Throughout the day, I successfully helped four friends break the ice. While one of the men turned out to be a pervy jerk (I'm looking at you, sleazy construction guy who woos women with magic tricks), I still consider my efforts fruitful!
Hey, Patti Stanger doesn't doesn't have a perfect record, either...
Have a lovely Monday, everyone!
