We all have bad days and yesterday can officially suck it. The birthday princess was a birthday nightmare and some things I've been working really hard on, fell through. I try to juggle a lot of different balls (hehe) because I
I hate it when I drop my balls.
Whether it's my fault or someone else's, it doesn't matter to me. The end result is still the loss of a ball (hehe). And it still hurts to know I've lost said ball (hehe). And I wish I could pick the ball back up and start over, but I can't always do that. A couple of my balls are gone forever (hehe).
Completely lost? Yeah. Me-effing-too.
But Candyland always finds her way, somehow. It's like fumbling around in the dark for your pants after...err...umm...doing laundry. In the dark. Yes...
Candyland + Balls. OUT.