I consulted with my friend Paul, who works in investment banking, for his take on the odds of getting my Super Bowl funding from Wall Street backers. “You’re too high a risk,” he said. “If an investor throws money in, he’ll want something in return. And what’re you gonna give him– an email saying, ‘Thanks for helping some girl named Amy find a husband?’”

“I’ve already worked that out,” I told him. “For ten thousand dollars, they get an invitation to my wedding. For five thousand they get to come to a private screening of the wedding video, and for one thousand they get an autographed wedding portrait.”

Amy's parents (looking much happier than they did in divorce court ten years later)

“Look, if I were you, I’d give up on the three million,” Paul said. “Just try to raise one, and post a free ad on craigslist: ‘Marry me and get a million dollars’.”

Let’s hope I make headway finding a sponsor whose product or service will get real value from tying in with my husband hunt — like maybe an online dating service or some beverage company that wants their soda to be served at my wedding.

Because even I, the eternal optimist, am not confident anyone could find Mr. Right posting, “Marry me and get just over three grand.”