Friday, February 29, 2008

So this is it: The day that only exists every four years. The other three it does not.

Does this mean of every four things we do today, three of them did not happen?

(Oddity: in saving a draft of this post, I returned to complete it and found there to be FOUR of the same entry waiting.)


Anonymous said...

It is the day of trickery, when slips fall through the cracks of our ordered calendar system!...ooh, spooky. >_>

Rachel said...

I love the days that don't really exist.

Anonymous said...

Someone my husband knows had a baby on Leap Day this year. I admit to being a little jealous (although I'm not even pregnant and we're not planning for a baby yet).