Superduperglorious Friend came around, bearing a yellow rose for me, and a small bag of local olives for my parents.

"How are you, darling?"

"I'm fine, sweetie. I know I was pretty upset on Monday night .. "

"Yeah, you were."

" ... but it was probably the time of the month. I'm feeling sensitive, touchy .. "

"Oh dearie, don't. Bitch all you want. That's what girlfriends are for. We'll all help you bitch about him because he's a jerk. Don't you go making excuses for him. Don't think you were in the wrong. He's an idiot and a big time jerk. He doesn't deserve you."

Aren't I lucky to have girlfriends like that? I love that woman.