When I'm having a particularly bad day (like, say, yesterday) or even just on a normal day, I like to escape to a little file I keep in my head I call the 'There's Someone For Everyone' file.

This file consists of little episodes that I've witnessed that just give me hope that there really and truly is somebody out there in the big wide world for every person... even me.

Most of the episodes I've collected have happened at the courthouse. Part of my job involves me going to the courthouse at least once a day. For most people the courthouse is the last place you want to be... being at the courthouse means you are having a bad day. The worst floors are 5, 6 and 7 (traffic court, criminal court and family law court)... you aren't going to get any warm fuzzies around those parts, but the 9th floor is warm fuzzy central.

The 9th floor is where people go to adopt babies and get marriage licenses. I truly believe it's one of the happiest places on earth.

I just love watching the couples applying for marriage licenses, and you can always tell who is there to get a marriage license (even before the ever get to the 9th floor) because they are the only people who actually look happy to be at the courthouse.

Sometimes they are just your normal average 20-somethings, but you also see a lot of middle-aged couples who are probably on their second (or third) marriages. Once it was a little, teeny-tiny couple... they were probably at least 70. They were so excited and adorable and absolutely in love.

But it's not just those couples... the sweet and adorable ones... that make me happy. Sometimes it's the people you come across that seem absolutely unmarriage-able... maybe even unloveable. Maybe they are attrociously ugly or really, really grouchy and hateful... but somebody out there loves them, and, I tell ya, some days just seeing that has the cynic that lives right in the middle of my heart tap-dancing through the rest of her day.

It's reassuring to know that even if you may be missing all of your teeth at age 40, that even then you can have not one, but two men vying for your affections because there truly is someone for everyone... or some kind of sentimental crap like that.