Breakfast

The very best part of working on Saturday night is Sunday morning, when I leave work and head to breakfast with my dad. There is NOTHING that tastes better after a long, painful night shift than an Anita's breakfast burrito. It's a proven fact. There's science behind it. And there is no one I would rather share that perfect moment with than my papa.

Sometimes it's hard for me to forget the 20 admissions I had, the many issues I have to follow up on this coming week, and the projects I have coming down the line in the next months. My head swirls, and I make mental lists for myself. When I do put those things aside, and I allow myself to just completely be in that one singular moment, it always makes my heart swell. That's what Sunday morning breakfast is for me. It's just me, my burrito, and my papa watching the sunrise over a copper rooster, and it makes me so very very happy.

Sunset

My new office has a wall of windows facing westward, and every evening I am treated to the most magnificent view of the sunset. Isn't it amazing?

Such a Lovey Day

I was lucky enough to spend my day with a group of gorgeous ladies that are strong, brilliant, and hilarious. We had lovely day full of delicious food and great conversation. Friends, coworkers, mentors... call them whatever you want. I like to call them my second family.

HOPEFULLY I'll have some great pictures to post sometime in the near future. Until then, I need a nap.

(Those oysters were soooooooooooooo pretty and yummy.)