I know that you know, but I may not say it enough. I love you. I love your boards (but only public ones because the private boards ruin my life). I love the organization and the disorganization that happens at the same time. I love all of the ideas you give me to work out and then eat something deep fried. I love that you give me jokes about infertility and inspiration about it as well. I love how you've enabled me to plan my unborn child's entire life (hello graduation pictures!) in the span of a year.
That being said, I've been silently giving you the side eye long enough.
Something needs to be said.
I understand that you aren't responsible for the strange love that most people have for sock monkeys. However, sock monkeys creep me the eff out, but still not as much as these cupcakes do. Um. Ew.
Check out Holly's hot bod! Great job, Hol. Work it, girl.
And this, Pinterest, makes me shake my head.
Oh, what a beautiful house. How nice the white and natural light looks with the stainless steel deer head. Oh. What's that? A penis door? Why don't I have a penis door? I need a penis door In. My. House. Now.
I say these things to you, Pin, with a kind heart. I hope this doesn't change the way you feel about me, but I couldn't suffer silently any longer. I mean, we have so much yet to go through together. Also, if you're going to delete a pin for copyright infringement, could you at least mention in your email which pin it is that you're deleting? I look forward to working with you, and seeing what the next big thing in pallet making is going to be.