I received the most hilarious email from my Grandmother today. It seems that my grandparents met a family that has a son who is 25, tall dark and handsome (and a marine). Basically she is playing Matchmaker, or was asking permission to be a matchmaker.
I'm getting used to this. I am a single 25 year old. Everyone is trying to play matchmaker. And of course the fact that I have never had a boy-friend (unless you count the many I had in kinder garden and 1st grade), makes people think they need to help me out. Its not that I am not interested, I am, I'm just picky.
Historically I would be married by now or considered an old maid. Matchmaking is old too, although my favorite 'matchmaking' characters are all from novels or plays. And of course one of my favorite musicals has a whole song about Matchmaking. 'Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match, find me a find, catch me a catch' (Fiddler on the Roof). Of course now a days we have electrical matchmakers, who find people based on 'combatiblity' and looks. There are so many match making services online that it is scary (And I don't plan to ever use them).
I'm not sure where I am going with all this, but I did find it rather hilarious to have my Grandmother playing Matchmaker (Although if I was reading this is a book, I feel like it would make a great start to a romance novel, hmmm).
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