We were married on a leap year and have a dilemma

I have a bit of a dilemma.  Every year that isn’t a leap year this happens.  I write Happy Anniversary on the calendar to cover February 28 and March 1.  See, back a really long time ago, like in the early 90’s, I was all into numbers.  The number 29 was special because is was that day in August 1990 that my boyfriend and I started dating.  We were so in love, inseparable really, and probably made others nauseous with the way we adored each other.  I actually remember a friend saying we made her ill.  Maybe she was single and bitter or maybe we just oozed a love that others longed to have.  Wow, did that just make you feeling a little vomity?  Yeah, me too.  Boy, how the times do change.
Anyway, back to my dilemma.  That number 29 stuck with me so when we were talking about eloping (oh, that’s a whole other post all in itself) in early 1992, I immediately said we had to do it on the 29th.  Of February.  Now, I’m not sure I was even thinking about the fact it was a leap year and this was probably a crazy decision, but the officiant didn’t exactly try to change our minds or suggest we come back the next day.  Nope, he took our money and married us in like five minutes flat.  I know, I know.  Romantic!  I mean, I really do feel it’s unique and special and fun and I’m okay with it, but others love to take pleasure in making jokes that we’ve only actually been married around 4 years since it occurred on a leap year. 
If I had a dollar for every that joke’s been shared.  Some people think they are so funny.
So, here we are in 2011 and it’s definitely not a leap year and I’m looking at the calendar and discussing with Paul when to actually celebrate our anniversary.  Celebrating will pretty much amount to a dinner date, but still, I hate the struggle to pick a day because ours doesn’t actually exist this year.  The stress people, seriously!  I think we need guidance on this, possibly professional guidance.  Or maybe something a little more sophistaced like a game of rock paper scissors or pick a number out of a hat OR ask the genius people (all like two of you) who read this to weigh in and offer some advice.  Our anniversary celebrating fate is in your hands.