Pinterest is Ruining My Nursery
Shut up. This minute...this instant. Just shut up. I get it. I'm behind the Pinterest-is-runing-my-life power curve. I know that there are memes, websites and social media posts out the wazoo commemorating this topic.
First there was the initial Rabbit Hole aspect. People (and when I say people, I mean me) spent hours upon hours just looking at recipes, decor, clothing. It had everything from pinot noir storage to puppies, and I was hooked. I neglected Facebook, the news, homework...it was all the happy things in the world I wanted to see, and none of that starving animal, Wall Street 1%, Presidential race crap I was so tired of looking at. I willingly allowed all of the intelligence in my life to be overwhelmed and pushed to the wayside by watercolor paintings of Chanel purses, and didn't regret a moment of it.
I know now that I am not the only one stricken with this affliction...in the time it has taken me to write this, six people have repinned it. No joke. SIX. And I know that I should just let my hormones simma down and get over myself. Which I would be happy to do, if I didn't want so badly to make this:
I know, right?!?! You risk a friggin' mental EXPLOSION looking at all this awesomeness.
So the timeline of this whole thing was relatively simple...I decided to wait a bit to decorate until I really had a good idea for the nursery. Partly because I didn't want to be overly enthusiastic (particularly before we were sure of the gender), and partly I wanted something super cool. Okay, mostly because I wanted something super cool. Then, one day as we're wandering La Boutique Target, the hubby says:
"Hey, how about pirates? Can we do PIRATES?"
And my answer, as I'm sure you can imagine, was something the eloquent and super classy along the lines of "Shit yes, we can!"
Thus was born the pirate nursery quest.
And the best idea (and most achievable) idea I've found so far is this super bitchin' pirate ship crib. At least I thought it was until this morning, when I clicked on the picture and waited for the contributing website to load.
But it never loaded. Why, you ask?
Because there was no cutesy website linked to this picture...there was no "SusieshouseofDIY" or "Daisybabies" or any other gag inducing, crafty dotcom site associated with this picture. There was just a picture of exactly what I want to do for the last of my womb-mates, and not one instruction on how to make it. I mean, sure, there's a picture. It even looks pretty simple and self explanatory. Until you get to the bottom of the rope thing.
Seriously. Go look. I'll wait.
WHAT ARE THOSE?
Sandra is a Mom, and Army Wife, a Friend, and a Coffee Enthusiast.
Shenanigans can be found at www.contemplationsofanarmywife.blogspot.com.