A rare day off...
No flower shop. No Williams-Sonoma. No work. Slept in until 10am. Made toast and eggs over easy. Made a shot of espresso. Actually, made two shots of espresso. Apartment all to myself (except for one sleeping roommate). It's still early afternoon and, other than meeting a friend for dinner, I have no plans for the rest of the day except to lay in bed and read.
I miss weekends.
PS. If Sean drank espresso (actually, even if he drank alcohol), he'd drink from his very awesome crystal skull shot glass: