Most of you are on Pinterest. (I say that as if it were a factual piece of information. As if I actually know all of my readers and have polled you for information. Apparently I think you will believe me if I lie confidently.)
Ok, so I assume that a lot, if not most of you are on Pinterest. I am on Pinterest as well. If fact, I am on Pinterest a lot. In the middle of the night mostly, when I should be sleeping, and instead I am clicking the "see more pins" button over and over again. Which in turn leads me to desperately want to bulldoze my house and build an amazing one with bookshelves in the stairs and walls of bunk beds and kitchens with holes in the wall to throw recycling straight out to the garage. Maybe if I had holes in my kitchen wall I would recycle. Dear Mother Earth, I'm sorry. It also makes me want to cook and eat every terrible thing you could ever imagine, including but not limited to and oreos wrapped in a chocolate chip cookies. Also I feel an overwhelming urge currently to bury our trampoline in the ground and wear an outfit that pays homage to a different Disney character every day for three months. I also have had the urge to join the crowd and make my own laundry detergent, and today I actually caved and did it. Have any of you done it so far? How do you feel about yours? I made the powdered kind and am a touch apprehensive. I know Gain is good. I don't know about the homemade mix just yet.
So tonight when I started typing four different blog posts and decided they were all boring, I got the bright idea to lame out with some cute e-cards from Pinterest that I feel describe my life perfectly. It's like the designer jumped in my head and made these things up. And even though many of you have seen these before, here they are again for the few (ahem......mother) that haven't so much jumped on board with the whole social networking thing yet.
Ok, so I assume that a lot, if not most of you are on Pinterest. I am on Pinterest as well. If fact, I am on Pinterest a lot. In the middle of the night mostly, when I should be sleeping, and instead I am clicking the "see more pins" button over and over again. Which in turn leads me to desperately want to bulldoze my house and build an amazing one with bookshelves in the stairs and walls of bunk beds and kitchens with holes in the wall to throw recycling straight out to the garage. Maybe if I had holes in my kitchen wall I would recycle. Dear Mother Earth, I'm sorry. It also makes me want to cook and eat every terrible thing you could ever imagine, including but not limited to and oreos wrapped in a chocolate chip cookies. Also I feel an overwhelming urge currently to bury our trampoline in the ground and wear an outfit that pays homage to a different Disney character every day for three months. I also have had the urge to join the crowd and make my own laundry detergent, and today I actually caved and did it. Have any of you done it so far? How do you feel about yours? I made the powdered kind and am a touch apprehensive. I know Gain is good. I don't know about the homemade mix just yet.
So tonight when I started typing four different blog posts and decided they were all boring, I got the bright idea to lame out with some cute e-cards from Pinterest that I feel describe my life perfectly. It's like the designer jumped in my head and made these things up. And even though many of you have seen these before, here they are again for the few (ahem......mother) that haven't so much jumped on board with the whole social networking thing yet.
I get it from my mother. We can't help it. It's a medical condition. Overactive Emotionalization
It's true. I've already decided that I am going to eat raw chicken before a big event I'm supposed to go to soon so I can get out of wearing high healed shoes.
The people in my life are so overly demanding.
Truth. No explanation needed.
Isn't it funny how we all have those people?
If only I could find someone who would pay me for making stuffed bell peppers and changing diapers.
This is how I feel towards my wonderful, but exceptionally busy husband every day!
You would be surprised how hard it is sometimes.
Busy being fabulous,
Cassie
Cassie
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