Why, Pinterest, Why? Why You No Like Me?

Have you all heard of the website pinterest? Yes, you probably have because you all are way cooler than me. I came late the the pinterest party. Obviously.

For those of you who live under a rock bigger than the one I reside under, let me school you on the wonderfulness that is pinterest.com. Simply put, it's heaven in a website.

You can find things that you like on the web and 'pin' them to a virtual bulletin board on pinterest.com. And you can have more than one bulletin board. Oh hons. This. Is. Thrilling! Virtual bulletin boards - oh my! I can quit copying and pasting pictures of all the quirky little weird stuff that I find online and absolutely love to iPhoto and instead, pin it to a virtual bulletin board.

The catch is that you have to ask pinterest to be invited to join their website. Inviting myself anywhere flies in the face of the manners my mother tried so hard to instill in me. But, pinterest is wonderfully amazing and awesome, so good manners are flying out the window. Sorry, Mom.

I asked to be invited to the pinterest party.

Last Tuesday.

Seven days ago. I asked. To join pinterest.

And I've not heard back from them.

I've been questioning others as to how long they had to wait before the pinterest people invited them to join their amazing website. I was told it took a few days.

So I was patient. For a few days. Then I started receiving texts:

November 30: U on yet?
December 2: Still no love from the pinterest people?
December 3: Pinterest finally come thru?

Seven days after asking to be invited, I was still shut out. It's enough to make me cranky. Once sufficiently cranked, I started getting worried.

Thinking to myself: What if the pinterest people are only looking for cool, sophisticated, hipsters to join their sight and they know, they somehow know, that I love Captain and Tennille? What if my deep adoration for 'Love Will Keep Us Together' is keeping me from all the cool hipster type pinterest people? Gasp! It's like almost every After School Special I ever watched. I might have to change myself in order to fit in with others! Oh gentile Jesus, why can't the pinterest people just like me for who I am and let me join their stupid virtual club? I don't want to give up my Captain and Tennille. I just want to pin crap on a bulletin board in cyberspace.

I'd like to tell you that at this point in the story, I got a grip on myself. But I would be lying. And you probably (with good reason) wouldn't have believed me anyway 'cause you know how I tend to freak out about stuff.

I will be okay. I've read The Help. I can quote Aibileen: 'You is kind. You is smart. You is important. Whether pinterest knows it or not.'

Okay. I may be paraphrasing just a bit. Keep your fingers crossed that I hear from the pinterest dudes tomorrow or my minor freak out may become a massive one.

*** I wrote this post last night and scheduled it to be published today because I'm, like, waaay busy today doing junk like cleaning the bathrooms and being all virtuous and stuff. My point? I was invited to join pinterest! My life is now complete! Oh, and I still want this to post, mainly to illustrate just how big of a nerd I've become. Spazzing out over not being invited to join pinterest ... heh heh … what a goob … but a cool hipster sophisticated type goob who is on pinterest. Pin It Now!