A few things happen for me on Wednesdays:
I have lunch with the punks, usually Pizza da Andrea.
We skip school and go swimming in the afternoon.
Our Italian babysitter comes and helps with homework. I make them all dinner and then escape to have dinner with M. We're back by lights out.
Overall, a pretty great day, Wednesdays.
If you happen to not know Pearl (I can't think of anyone who doesn't, but you never know), you're in for a treat. She's celebrating her 500th post in 500 days tomorrow (bow down fellow NaBloPoMo'ers). She's insanely creative and maintains a level of writing, every day, that I have trouble reaching even occasionally. Please tell her this Pilgram sent you.
Finally, something I wrote long ago...
Stale peeps and coco wheats
Things that make my life complete
Shipped in a box across the blue
Can you wrap yourself up too?