And some days are rust.....
Today was one of those frustrating days that started much differently than it ended.
Sometimes life just keeps throwing you curve balls when you're expecting the Heat.
All that's left to do is dig in and wait for the payoff pitch.
Can't always bat 1.000.
(Did I use enough metaphors?)
TGIF.
I hope your weekend is a HOME RUN.
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Have a great weekend!! I love you! xxoo :)
I think you hit a homerun with this one, Tracy. Maybe we'll go watch a little baseball sometime this weekend. :)
That wheelbarrow looks familiar...
you survived it right...and any at bat you can walk away from without getting beaned in the head, is one without rust, just rub some wax on and buff it out, cause tomorrow is a new day, full of possible rainbows, and cotton candy daydreams...teehee...nice tracy...smiles.
Ah, Diamonds and Rust, one of my favorite songs from my hippie salad days (when I was green and crisp). I used to dream of diamonds but now all I see is rust ~ around my joints! You know I am particularly fond of rust so this one ranks high on my scorecard.
Who's on first? MB
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