I hadn’t really noticed that this was a leap year till this week. I’m not terribly observant. I’ve missed my chance to propose to someone. Since I had nobody in mind, it’s a moot point.
Weird weather report: Wanda said she went to Barbara and David’s Friday night for supper. She said the wind got up and torrents of rain began to fall, along with lots of loud thunder.
When she went home and got out of her car, she found a big pile of ice, or more specifically, balls of hail where it had landed on her metal roof and slid off into piles on her sidewalk.