Saturdays with Charlie

The best face in town

Yesterday was the first day off from work in twenty-one days. I woke up late in the morning to discover that I had slept for twelve hours straight. I think I was tired. It was one of those weird days where it threatens to rain all day, but the sun did hold out for my walk with Charlie. One of the interview questions I was asked during my residency interviews was, "What is your idea of a perfect Saturday?" Although it was an unexpected question, it is one I have asked myself a number of times, so I was able to spew out my answer with perhaps a little too much unbridled enthusiasm.

I think yesterday came pretty close to perfection. Sleeping in, picking up a latte, heading to the park with Charlie. Home to read and putz about, mini-outing to Broadway where I picked up some white coconut balsamic vinegar from Oliv (it is eye-roll-back-in-your-head good), and an almond croissant at Il Secondo (of course). The day was capped off with some BBQ and watching World War Z with friends. The best part of any Saturday though? Is the fact that it is followed by Sunday, and in this case it is a Sunday where I don't have to work. High five!