Tonight, David and I will celebrate our anniversary -- three years of adventures and laughter, three years of mutual respect and adoration. We have reservations at Trattoria Acqua in La Jolla. Selecting the right outfit, applying makeup, and doing my hair are things that should not be rushed. Our reservations are for 6 p.m. I've already told David we're leaving at 5 p.m., just four hours from now (parking in La Jolla is a nightmare, and there's nothing wrong with an aperitif to whet our appetites). It's time for me to hop in the shower so that I will be prepared to step out the door with David, whom I know will be ready and waiting.