Matchmaker, matchmaker

So Jen is learning about an old tradition - matchmaking.

The synagogue where she works is having its annual dinner dance, and she's the only female employee who isn't coming with a husband or a boyfriend. She told me how some of her coworkers, some of her older coworkers, want to fix her up with their sons or nephews.  she was a bit surprised and bewildered.

I said: "but of course they want to fix you up!  You're smart and pretty and fun to be with and you're Jewish.  You're a wonderful girl, and you're Jewish."

What could hurt if she connected with the guy on Facebook, if she chatted with him?  I told her, "So talk to the guy, and if you don't like him, don't go out with him.  But if you do like him, enjoy..."

So for my daughter:






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