Yes, yes, I know. Opinions are like bushy armpits, everyone has two, but they are only occasionally presentable and stink most of the time. Whine, whine, bitch and moan, two sides to every story, made your own choice, blah, blah, blah. Even so, society needs public servants to function smoothly and I believe it's more cost effective and less negatively economically impacting to prune the pay at the top of the heap rather than the bottom. Just sayin'.
Anyway. Political rant over. Moving on.
If Necessity is the mother of MacGyver, Broke is the mother of Necessity. And broke is what we are. Which has forced me to find my inner MacGyver. But Pinterest? Pinterest is the most bomb diggity side kick MacGyver never had! Seriously! It's totally helped me think outside the box. Only have a can of tuna, beans, powdered milk? Bam, Pinterest has a recipe Emeril would drool over. Kids playing hopscotch on your last nerve? They have simple fix for that too - involving nothing more than salt and glue.
Pinterest is cooler than a penguin's fart. It's totally pimp, Yo!
However, The Firefighter does not share in my love affair with Pinterest. He hates it. By hate, I mean he would rather do the macarena in the demon infested fires of the 7th ring of hell while getting toothpicks shoved up his fingernails than have a Pinterestacular threesome with me.
This is a BIG problem. Why, you ask, feigning interest in my first world marital problems?
Because I've got some seriously early hardcore nesting going on. That's why. And the more time I spend on the time suck that is Pinterest, contemplating cheap and free ways to cram 3 kids, ages 3 and under, into a 900 sq ft., two bedroom condo and organize it in such a way that I don't lose my shit looking at clutter, the longer his honey-do list gets. It's also complicated by the fact that I'm not particularly realistic about our abilities and for a math teacher, I suck at eyeballing dimensions. I also suck at directions, dodgeball, dieting and a shit ton of other things. But, hey, I can derive the hell out of some functions. Need to know what s= ut + 1/2a (squared) means or how RNA transcriptase works? I'm your girl.
And you know Boo's really loving the curb alert and dumpster diving duties assigned to him. What? Don't act like you don't dig in your neighbors' trash when there is something good sitting on the curb. I know that ain't limited to us southern rednecks. Though you may not take it as far as patrolling neighboring 'hoods on trash day... Whatever. I'm not ashamed. I just ask myself, what would MacGyver do?
Turns out, MacGyver would Pin the shit out of some ideas on a virtual board and beg The Firefighter to do the heavy lifting to turn it into reality.
It could happen, right?
Disclaimer- All pics are from Pinterest. I haven't the foggiest clue how to credit them to the original? Bueller, Bueller, Anybody?