I’ve been hearing from a lot of great guys from Australia — even got an email from a Sidney in Syndney (what a confusing life he must lead) — but the thought of having to hop on a plane every time I forget my favorite bra or a scrunchie at my boyfriend’s place is a little discouraging. One guy sounded great, but when I emailed to ask what he was looking for in a wife, he wrote back, “A green card.” The search continues . . .