Today (on my side of the IDL, that is) is Leap Day. February 29, 2012.
If you have the sort of brain that can cope with the confusing calculations of adjusting calendars, just toddle over to Wiki and type in Leap Year.
A day when a lady might, according to tradition, propose marriage to a gentleman. Now, should this proposal not be accepted, tradition dictated he pay some sort of forfeit. In some cultures he would be fined or have to buy the lady a gown or the fabric to have one made.
I grew up with the story that the man must buy the rejected lady a pair of gloves.* I happened to mention this the other night to my Main Man who suggested the best gloves , in that case, would be the boxers’ kind!
Odd that my Danish kin didn’t tell me it’s 12 pairs of gloves in Denmark. Eleven pairs probably suffered the same fate as the language at 12,000 miles remove. 🙂