match.com

As most of you know, Nate and I met on Match.com. It was kind of scary, putting myself out there like that, but it paid off in the long run.

It's been about two and half years since I logged in to Match.com, but last night, I was telling one of my work pals about it and had to show her what Match is all about. See , she needs a boyfriend, and she was asking me all about Nate, and when I told her we met through Match.com, she couldn't believe it. She's never been to Match, so I tried to tell her about it, but she just wasn't getting it. So - I logged in. Actually, I created a whole new log-in name and email so that she could see what Match was all about.

Two things came to mind. One: I am so glad I don't have to look for a man in the Detroit area. Sure, there were some sketchy guys in the Grand Traverse region, but not nearly as many as down here. Two: Match.com is FUN! It's really fun and kind of addictive to see all those profiles that guys put out there in the hope of finding a lady. I like to read the stuff the guys actually wrote, not the checkboxes that they filled in. My pal and I thought we had found the perfect guy for her - tall, Catholic, orthopedic surgery resident - but under his turnoffs, he had listed "tattoos" - and my pal is all about her super sexy tattoos. (Perhaps someday I will write about good vs. bad tattoos.) So we had to ax him. At this point, no contact has been made between my buddy and any of the fine gentlemen of Match.com, but I'll keep you posted.

Match.com - B+ (A for Nate, C for creeps and geeks)