No matter how you pronounce it,
Pinterest makes me feel like a failure. There is not one single reason my
heart feels this way. There are several:
I want to be a good Mom. I see pins from other
Moms in cyberspace making Minnie Mouse shaped PB and J sandwiches, turning
their bathtubs into sandboxes for a day, and creating children’s rooms that rival Michelangelo’s Cistern Chapel. I make no-bake cookies.
They are easy. They aren't healthy.
I want to romance my husband. I see pins from
other Wives in cyberspace making homemade love notes out of left-over
wallpaper, taking romantic get-a-ways to exotic places financed by recycling aluminum
cans, and creating love nests in their master bedrooms in an hour. I put
on makeup. It's easy. It makes me look nice.
I want to be a good cook. I see pins from other
Cooks in cyberspace making gluten, fat, lactose and egg-free blueberry
pancakes, producing Mexican dishes out of some unknown not-wheat grain and soy
cheese, and baking 14 layer cakes separated by flavors of homemade frosting
that have only 12 calories. I make meatloaf. It's easy. I always have leftovers.
I’m choosing
to live above the standard that Pinterest and its little groupies try to pin on
me! I am unique! I’m easy!
I think I’ll start my own Internet Group and call it: Normal Life.
There will be no pins. There will
only be recipes for no-bake cookies, make-up tips, and 50 ways to use leftover
meatloaf. Don’t judge me. I’m just too simple for a complicated
Pinterest life!
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But Pinterest is so much fun! And I notice that you and I tend to 'like' the same things - to eat and to decorate with. So what if most of it is just in my dreams! I also enjoy reading your blog. Thanks for sharing your Austrian life with me. :)
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