happiness isn't happiness without a violin playing goat

I watched Notting Hill for the first time last night in quite awhile. I had forgotten how much I love that movie. It's cute and it's quirky and it's what I want for my life. No matter how complicated and confusing things seem to be, in the end they work out. I want a man who realizes I'm worth racing through the streets of London for. And I want to stand in front of him and tell him that all I'm asking is for him to love me. And of course I want the violin playing goat. ;) I'm the last person who thinks life can/should be like a chick flick. But maybe it can be closer to that simple than we often allow it to be. Right? I hope so.