What is happiness?

It's a large, half-full bottle of Kahlua that survived improper padding, a poorly disguised Charles Shaw box held together with duct tape, and a journey across the US of A to wind up, still intact, at my doorstep.
Hell yeah!
It's also a half-assed reunion with the ex that was, although half-assed, nowhere near as weird as I thought it might be. And a day that is, improbably, warm and sunny.
Mmmmmmmmm...