and i- i will begin again

somewhere between the weiner dog, the two gay men, the old lady smoking, the shopping, the cats fighting with the dogs, the broken dishes, the gropes and slaps and hugs, the guitar playing, the wind knocking things over, the full drive way, the runny lemon pie and over done pecan pie, the excessive amounts of alcohol, the topic of jesus, the shrimp and the crackers and the salad and the smoked fish, the digital cameras, the liquers, the fresh peas from the garden, the laughing and the gassing, the mess, the line up for the bathroom, the precious, the music, the spilled drinks, the many chairs, the unexpected day off, the bowl as an ashtray, the jokes about backing up and virgins, the hand waving and the companionship, the many goodnights, the bright lights and the moon, it hits me:

life is good.