The Girl is happy. Frightened, but happy. She went to the doctor today and discovered that in her clumsiness, she may have severed a tendon in her left hand. She doesn't need x-rays or orthopedic specialists to tell her this. She knows the back of her hand like...well you know. She will visit said specialist Thursday. He will poke and prod and say, "Well you seem to have severed a tendon." Why does she need people on the outside of her to tell her how her insides are working? Just take her word for it and fix the damn thing!

The doctor was also perplexed by the Girl's unexplained hives. So, the doctor is also sending Her to a immunologist. He will poke and prod and say, "Why you have very sensitive skin which seems to be worsened by stress." She will smile while big red blotches bloom all over her arms and legs. He will send Her to an even more special specialist, who will poke and prod and scratch his head while She scratches hers. The Girl has grown accustomed to the itchy red whelps. They act as an early warning system, telling Her to run away from things which irritate Her. Also, they often serve as her only excuse for escape. What will she tell the irritating if the specialist cures her?

And the doctor gave Her the depressing news that She gained 7 pounds while in New Orleans.

So flustered was She by the doctor's 1,2, 3 whammy, that She had a blank roll of film developed. And She dropped a huge glass lid onto the floor. It shattered with such ferociousness that She found glass on the counter and behind a closed door.

Why then you ask is She happy? 3 reasons.

1. This weekend was Luke's birthday. Everyone went to The Chinese Laundry for dinner. Dinner was good, but the company was better. The next day, Sean and Luke took Her, The Boy, Harley, and David out on their boat. It was such fun. She is so lucky to be a part of her circle of friends. They are funny, smart, and just plain good people. Some times She loves them so much that She hurts when She thinks about it. The Girl cannot imagine a time when they won't all be friends. But She doesn't take anything for granted and savors each and every moment. She tries to be a good friend back. She is truly grateful.

2. The Boy. He loves Her. She trusts Him enough to tell Him that She is afraid. She gets crazy and He stays and rides the crazy out with her. And because she knows He means it, His staying is always enough.

3. She received a fortune cookie at the end of dinner tonight. She ate the cookie. She is very superstitious and believes that your fortune won't come true if you don't eat the cookie before you read the little slip of destiny. She uncrumpled hers: "Today is a good day." What more did She need?