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...
I'm now going to divert your attention.
Candyland + Balls. OUT.