Leap Day

Today being a day that only occurs once every four years I felt I should write something deeply profound and thought provoking. However, I find myself contemplating things like:

Why does Steve on Blue’s Clue’s have such a hard time finding those darn clues?

Is is just my crazy imagination or does the Count on Sesame Street strike an amazing resemblance to villain Stefano DiMera on Days of Our Lives?

How can my 18 mo old possibly toss enough graham crackers over the edge of his high chair to feed a small village of chipmunks?

Why is it so much harder to lose weight now than it was ten years ago?

How do teenagers suddenly lose their ability to hear?

Why does the hubby suspect that when I claim, “we need to celebrate leap day” it’s just a flimsy excuse to go out to dinner?

If I close my eyes and walk barefoot across the “cheerio dust” on the kitchen floor can I convince myself I’m on a sandy tropical beach?

But in reality, I guess I can be glad that leap year gives me one extra day this year to remain in my thirties. **sigh**

Isn’t it romantic?

Ahh, Valentine’s Day. This cartoon reminded me of a story the hubby and I read during a book study on marriage last Fall. I was reading aloud a chapter about husbands showing their wives love through gifts on special days. The author gave the example of a husband either buying an expensive gift or doing something like taking a romantic walk with her and picking up a rock to give to her later along with a poem or note about their time together. The author went on to say that years later, when she’s ninety-three and he’s been dead for a decade what do you think she’ll have on her mantel? At this point in the story my husband pipes up and says; “The rock she killed you with!” I couldn’t stop laughing.

Okay, now they're just messing with me!

I realize that the ads Google places in my Ad bar are related to my posts-- for instance ever since I wrote the story: "What do Diaper Bags have in common with Purses, Panties & Frugal Spouses?" I have had several diaper bag ads shown. But after writing about my eyelash curler mishap in: "How on Earth Did you do that?!" it cracked me up to actually see an ad for false eyelashes! Google has quite a sense of humor I must say! Speaking of missing eyelashes, I think I see a few sprouting up so apparently I won't have to join the circus afterall.