Happy Leap Day!
        I might be mistaken, but isn't Leap Day  a kind of " opposite day "?   I mean, after all, it's not every day an Irish lass can ask a Irish lad to marry her.   Wait!  It's 2012!   And in most countries, she sure as heck can. (Woo hoo!)   So, if Leap Day isn't an opposite day, then how am I supposed to celebrate this once-in-a-four-year day?   With Hamburger Pizza , of course.   Huh?   I know, it makes no sense.   But our favorite pizza place (Papa Murphy's in Riverton, Utah) is making Hamburger Pizzas today--and  only today--in honor of Leap Day.    I guess it's in keeping with the opposite day theme:   "Do the opposite of typical pizza toppings ... dress the pizza like a hamburger."   Works for me.   Happy Leap Day!    ****     PS: A few more thoughts:    Baby ME. Circa 1970.    1. Survivor.  Tonight! Can't wait. We'll talk more manana.   2. Wrinkles. Yes, blowing up my upside down photo accentuates the wrinkles around my eyes...
 
 
 
 
 
