Scenes from our weekend.

It was just the two of us again this weekend. We spent Saturday morning in the Park, drinking coffee (I'm passing the addiction along to husband), coming up with a ten year plan, making lists, watching dogs, and discussing how we will dress our future children like animals (bear hats, bunny jackets, etc.) because we're those people.

We headed down to the Financial District and stumbled upon Earl's Court on John Street... and just about died of happiness. We fell in love with Earl of Sandwich, an incredible sandwich restaurant, while in Downtown Disney in January, and have been craving it since we left. Not only does Earl's Court house Earl of Sandwich, but it boasts a Billy's Bakery and a Soup Man, as well. So we ate lunch there today, too. In love, I tell you.

While down around Wall Street, we couldn't help but look for Christian Bale again. We didn't find him (he's been keeping a low profile) but we did find the "Gotham Police Department" and what seemed like a million extras for The Dark Knight Rises. We may try again next weekend, because we're pretty sure that we'd immediately hit it off with Christian. I have so many things that I'd like to discuss with him. Like his singing in Newsies, how I thought Jo was a fool for rejecting him in Little Women, and the sheisty mustache that he's often sporting.

Happy Sunday, all!