Carol was born on February 29th. A leap year. I like to joke with her that the other three years I don't have to
celebrate her birthday and that she's so much younger than I as she only gains a year every four.
Right, that doesn't work, so I just came back from the store where I secretly purchased a valentine and birthday
card for her along with two assortments of dark chocolate, one for each occasion.
I may look dumb, but I'm not stupid.
