Pintrest vs. Hoarders...

So this morning at 8:52 as I was racing down the stairs (tripping over the dirty laundry from our camping trip last weekend) trying to get Tuc out the door to school.  I saw the note reminding me that Briggs had his SEOP that very morning at 9:00. As we rushed to the car I was contemplating what was more embarrassing for a 14 year old boy... having your mom show up to your SEOP in your brothers, friend's shirt reading "speed kills" (thanks Alec) and shorts and flip flops, with no makeup and bed head, she was planning on pulling weeds in, orrrr.... having your mom not show up for your SEOP at all??

Sometimes I look around at the darling moms who always seem to have makeup on,  perfect hair, wearing an outfit (size 2) that looks like they just stole it off a mannequin in the mall.  With spotless homes and manicured yards and little girls with braids criss crossing across their darling heads. And wonder how??

I'm not complaining to be honest I have gotten to the place in my life where I accept who I am and who I am never going to be, and don't even want to try :) So I have decided I need to watch more Hoarders and spend less time on Pintrest...

Pintrest says I should have a  magnetized and alphabetized spice rack....

My spice cupboard...

Pintrest laundry room...

My laundry room...

So if watching Hoarders makes me feel good about just getting my dishwasher loaded and clean socks on my boys.... Annnnnd getting on Pintrest makes me feel like I should be making my family's grilled cheese into ice cream cones....

 On a scale of Hoarders to Pintrest...

I'd say I'm just right! :)