Thanks to social media, I have been able to stay in touch with cousins that I haven't seen in over twenty-five years.
Thanks to social media, I've gotten sweet friends that I adore and count as close members of my tribe and I met them through the interwebz on one venue or another.
Thanks to technology, I can instantly keep in touch with my long-almost-lost friends with just the taps of a my thumbs.
I have instant information (which isn't always a good thing, but more good than bad) at my fingertips, all because of technology.
Yep. Technology is a blessing to me. I love it all. I love Facebook. I use Twitter, but it's more like my elderly aunt Gloria--I like exchanging recipes and gifts with her on holidays, but I don't wanna go the mall with her. I adore Instagram--I like looking at everyone else's vacation pictures. (Seriously.) I love the notion that I can google any piece of information and find it in the blink of an eye.
Pinterest? Well ... Pinterest has led me down the wrong path one too many times.
I've made a burlap wreath based on Pinterest prompting and it looked like something a donkey hacked up.
I've decorated my home to look like a showcase with the help of Pinterest. It looked like a showcase for a mental institution's art show, but whatevs.
The thing is I know I don't have mad deco skillz--which is why I surfed Pinterest in the first place.
But, tonight, when I attempted to make queso blanca based on Pinterest recipes? Well, let's just say it wasn't my finest moment in the kitchen.
Here's what you need to know:
-The five minute recipe took me over a half-hour.
-The half-and-half to cheese-ratio was way off; therefore, I made about four gallon when all was said and done.
-I cursed like a sailor, and I'm not (too) ashamed of it.
-I contemplated throwing the entire pot of the cheesey-sauce-gone-wrong out of my front window ... and the window was closed at the time
Pinterest? We're breaking up. No one makes my cheese look bad ... not even Pinterest.