Every now and then I retreat back to a prior obsession that mirrors my view of relationships and the perils of dating. You will find me in a wistful trance, eyes glued to the TV set as I watch Carrie and her friends maneuver eligible and no so eligible men in their quest for love. In the show’s heyday, I was a teenager and not yet privy to the dangers of the dating world. I imagined one day in my twenties, I would decide to marry – he would appear and I would skip down the aisle. Easy Peasy. But now, I watch the show as a fellow thirty something and their emotions are written all over my seasoned face. It is comforting to know in the world of smart phones or land-lines, the questions are the same. Are there any good men out there? When do you abandon your rule book? Did I really just get dumped on a post it (or text message?) I even recently came face to face with my own Mr. Big - unavailable yet oh so appealing. Don’t worry; I will not wait six seasons to see how this scenario plays out. Stay tuned.