BEDA ...13?: I lost the game.

Well, there you have it, folks. I missed a day. I can't believe I missed it, but I did. How incredibly lame of me. I'm not sure now whether I want to continue blogging and just use that as my one freebie, or give up on it altogether because I lost? It just feels like giving up now would prove what I've been fearing all long -- that I can't actually do this.

So I will blog! I will blog until my heart gives out! Well, no, I will blog until August 31st. I think I'm doomed to fail before then, and if I do, then I give up for good. But right now, you're not getting rid of me so easily. I am here, and I am blogging. Guess you'll just have to deal with that.

I missed day 12, yes, but this is day 13. A new day, a new beginning. Though, you know what they say -- never start something on a Friday or it will be doomed to failure. And what a worse Friday to set out a goal than Friday the 13th.

SO LET'S SAIL OUT ON THE FAILBOAT, GUYS. (Something else you're not supposed to do on Friday -- begin a voyage out to sea.) Maybe we'll see some Failwhales. And before long, I'll never be heard from again. 'Tis the curse of Friday the 13th. Ta-ta for now.

Goodnight, Tiny Humans.