Tootin' My Horn, 'Cuz I Got Skillz

Three weeks ago tonight I introduced two friends to each other. Let's call them Ken & Barbie. The names are fitting because it was just that perfect of a match, and I saw the proof of it at Ken's birthday party tonight. Barbie couldn't have been happier and neither could her posse of Malibu beach friends. And Ken, well, needless to say, I didn't get him a birthday present as there was really no way to top what I'd already given him. It's been a fairly amazing process to watch these two dolls go from a first conversation to their present state of bliss, and even I was surprised at how quickly it all went down. I must also say that I'm pretty proud of my part in all of this. I've never set up friends before -- the whole Jewish matchmaker gene does not run strong in my family, thank God -- but apparently I'm a natural. (Not that I'm planning on making a habit of this. I kind of like that I'm batting a thousand right now and may just keep it that way.) It makes my heart glad to see two awesome people so happy together. And yes, Ken, I will take you up on that offer of a free lunch for every week you stay together. May it be for a long, long time.