Every other day I read a post alternately extolling the virtues of /condemning Pinterest.
"It opens up a whole new world of inspiration!"
"It makes me hate my regular life."
We could put an end to the tired debate if we'd all just come together and spend a little time with Jeremy.
Pinterest brought me this, and for that I will be forever grateful. I cannot tell you how many times homeboy has carried me through a dark hour. You cannot look at him and be in a bad mood. I've tried. I do not know the origins of this photo, and I don't want to know. I want the story to continue to live and thrive within the confines of my own personal noggin. Because in my version, his name is Jeremy, he dabbles prematurely in fantasy novellas and he is not even playing about his unicorn bike.
via The Good Stuff
At some point, Pinterest also reminded me of my beloved Kissing Koolers. I need you back in my life, Cherry Cola Kissing Koolers. I had almost every flavor, but we all know you were #1.
This also feels like the right moment to come clean: I miss my skinny jeans. There. I said it.
I pinned this twice, if that tells you anything about my affinity for note writing. It was all about the fold, people. You don't need me to tell you that. And might I add that LOL means "Lots of Love" in the original Greek?
Oh, help me. This makes me laugh so hard. I can't explain it. No really, I can't explain it. I tried once, to my mom. She stared back at me with a blank look. And she's a cat person. I gave up and found the actual photo for her and she eeked out a small laugh, so apparently the appeal is not genetic.
What does it say about me that I find this endlessly hilarious?
via I have no idea. I tried, but the flickr account no longer exists
In a perfect universe, the nations of handicrafts and rap music would collide every single day.
(I have a latent "thing" for rap music, but we can talk about that another time.)
One of my more recent finds.
So wrong that it really is right.
And I've searched high and low but can't re-trace my steps to this gem:
Beer before liquor, never sicker. Toothpaste before orange juice, dead.
I can't speak to the first part, but the second part filled a hole in my soul that I had never even acknowledged. It's what we call a deep, universal truth. I feel more whole as a person, more fully FPFG, after having that put into words for me. I need to repent for not re-pinning that kind of genius. I should know better by now.
I could go on and on, but the jury is already back with a verdict and they didn't even take a lunch break: Pinterest makes life better.
But just in case you still don't believe me, I'd like to turn it over to my soul sister, Miss Lasagna Soup of the Divine Order of Suppertime.
We rest our case.
Spill your guts: What's the best thing you've found on Pinterest?