Happiness is

Answering the phone to talk with a friend from back home.  And then turning around to see a box on your fireplace.  A box you have dreamt about.  A box you have lusted after.  A box you have fantasized over.  A box that brings complete happiness.  A box that makes you completely lose your train of thought and ramble like an idiot to your friend and make so sense at all.  

Happiness is the new iMac sitting on my desk in front of me right now.  

Thank you love.  You surprised me completely.  And now I will only lust after you Randy.  Only you.