Daahlings. I’m in a major pickle. A real jam. Mmm, now I’m also hungry. It’s Leap Year and I couldn’t be happier that I’ll only have to remember this time in my life every four years instead of every year. Quel cryptique, I know, and I do apologize, but until I can share more, I just wanted to let you know that I may be out of pocket for a few days.
Here’s hoping that your Leap Year is far more exciting — in a good way!