Tuesday, January 15, 2008
La La La la La
Bad times and the misery they bring are usually traceable to a identifiable event like, oh I don't know, say, ones long-time companion having sudden open-heart surgery. For instance.
The source of a feeling of peace and contentment, on the other hand, is much harder to put your finger on. Maybe it's just the lack of crises. I was thinking about that just now over a big ol' plate of enchiladas for lunch since I am enjoying just about the sweetest little spell of good times you could ask for.
Nothing in particular, perhaps that's the key. I'm sure coming out of R Man's heart troubles (eight weeks ago yesterday) is a big part of it, but it seems to be just a peaceable kingdom for me now. Yay. It's hard to appreciate these quiet, easy times and it's easy when they're gone to think they're never coming back, but in fact these are the norm, at least for me, and it's important to keep that in focus.
Just to keep things balanced, I'll include a gratuitous piece of boybutt here because boybutt is crucial to ones sense of happiness, don't you think?
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And coffee helps too. Coffee from Spike's. With dear friends.
ReplyDeletei am glad you are happy
ReplyDeletebut i would be happier if the boy butt was uncovered
Enchiladas are one of life's simple perfect pleasures. It's good when life gives you the room to actually notice those pleasures, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteAnd just what is that man doing? Digging for clams?
Boy butt and enchiladas?
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't get much better than that.
Peener I love the combo of the post title and that coffee shop picture! It made me laugh out loud.
ReplyDeleteThen I got to the boy butt and an entirely different emotion arose.
Glad the times are sweeter, and even better that you're savouring them. (Wow, sweet and savoury - see what I did there?!)
Nothing starts the day out right quite like Boybutt! :)
ReplyDeleteoh the joys of good food, peaceful times and a little bit of boybutt. oh and not necessarily in that order.
ReplyDeleteI'm happy you're happy!
ReplyDeleteBe what you are...
Sigh, another "buttboy" having difficulty in getting prone in the water. It seems to be a theme here Mr. Peenee! Something seems to be making it difficult for these men to lay down flat on anything. Strange.
ReplyDeleteIt's sweet of you to be so concerned.
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