Ah, Pinterest, how do I love thee, let me count the ways:
You got me drunk on deliciousness.
Once I was drunk, you provided me with delicious dip to keep me nutritionally sustained.
You helped me keep track of my inspiration to make my own kick ass pin-worthy project for The Quiet Contemplator's room.
You helped me become a god in the eyes of my child by giving me the recipe to make flubber.
You helped me hide my drinking habit while at the pool.
You let me know that I am not the only one that has good intentions to run, but is very lazy.
You gave me a recipe for a cake that was so yummers that my husband proceeded to eat the whole thing then lay on the couch while complaining that he had a stomach ache.