So Saturday I went for my big nature hike. I had a date with this woman I had been chatting with over the internet. Her father is a botanist, so she actually didn't mind that I was trying to identify every tree we saw. She knows her native herbs and was able to point out a lot of ground foliage. She spotted what she claimed was some poison ivy. I checked later with a wildflower book and it looked right. So anyway, of course I had to rub my fingers all over it.

If that was poison ivy, I am apparently one of those people who isn't allergic to it. I've wondered if I might be one. I've been going hiking in the woods since before I was five, and I've never gotten a rash from anything.

We had a nice afternoon even if she wouldn't let me hold hands with her until I had scrubbed myself thoroughly.