Wednesday's child is full of woe...

Why, exactly? Because some day fortunes had to less than stellar? Or did they just want something to rhyme with go? Older versions of the song/poem had Friday as the bad luck day. Just something I was pondering as I headed off to the dentist this morning. The hygienist was a wee bit ungentle, but otherwise the checkup was unremarkable. Yah me.

It was a sunny, so even though temperatures didn't breach the positive, it was a nice day. I headed up to Greektown for avocados and olive oil and then took the streetcar from the subway since my foot was hurting and I nearly wiped out on Woodbine hill walking home yesterday. Now I'm waiting for the bread's final rise and looking forward to having a warm heel smeared with honey with my tea before bed.