Day 8 – Pinterest is Trying to Kill Me

Day 8 – What did you make this year? Whether something personal, like a song or some art, or a work project, share your process and the end result of your creation.

I really, really wish I had a baby in 2013, because then I could totally kill this post.

I made a baby. For the win.

In fact, whenever I was pregnant, announcing what I had “made” that day was my favorite come back to anyone who happened to complain in my presence. God forbid my poor husband come home complaining about a long day, or make the mother of all mistakes and ask me, “What did you you today honey?” I would immediately launch into a tirade that sounded something like this, “Oh, you’re tired are you? You want to know what I accomplished today? I created a central nervous system, shut up.” And we have 3 kids. He’s a saint.

But other than creating life, I pretty much suck at creating things. There was that one year I made everyone wreaths for Christmas. And I’ve got mad hot glue gun skills.

jessieProof of my hot glue gun powers.

But whenever I utter the words, re-finish or re-cover, my husband just laughs. That’s because most of my creative projects end up looking a little less like that adorable Jessie costume, and a little more like this:

iupumpkinNailed it.

That brings me to my hatred of Pinterest. Don’t try to convince me how great Pinterest is. I get it. I really do. I’ve pinterested before. (It’s a verb now for crying out loud!) Seriously folks. Do we need this kind of pressure? I have friends who are really, really great at crafting, or decorating or throwing the perfect party. But now thanks to Pinterest we’re ALL supposed to be good at ALL the things. So let’s just call Pinterest what it really is, a giant time-wasting, guilt-inducing outlet for us to pin hundreds of projects we will never have time for leading to feelings of failure and inadequacy. Maybe that’s just me. If you have the skills and desire to shape your kid’s lunch into a zoo habitat, more power to you. Just remember, most of it’s still going to be thrown in the trash in the elementary school cafegymatorium.



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