Why I love Sunday Mornings...

My work week is filled with stress - as a resident I really am a "resident" at the hospital, responsible to countless bosses and patients with different needs, pulled in a million-and-one directions (surgery, studying, examinations, clinics, research etc) from the wee hours of the morning until late in the night. Every once in a while though I get the weekend off to share with my wife and our Great Dane pup...and the stresses of the week seem to just fade away. I love to get up early on a Sunday morning and take our puppy to a nearby field and watch him run around and roll in the wet grass, well before most people are up yet. By the time I get home, a wife appreciative of being able to sleep in a bit has made some delicious coffee, topped with whipped cream ...along with a breakfast reminiscent of the ones we used to share in Paris not so long ago...