Pinterest: A Mockery

I knew my husband Rob a year before I thought he was funny.  Guys would come up to me and be like, "Oh! You're dating Rob? He's sooo funny!" And I would be like, "Yeah, uh I guess." I didn't get him. I dated him because he made me feel like I was on vacation. He was always up for an adventure.

Like on our first date (read the journal entry I wrote right before he picked me up. I was stoked!), at the end he took me to a place that he described as "somewhere he goes for peace and solitude".  He leads me to a grocery store and takes me to an electronic singing chicken coop. Like out of Disney's It's A Small World ride. Surrounding the chicken coop, were kid-sized stools. He sat there watching the chickens sing, dance, and lay eggs. He smiled and waved me over to join him. 

I didn't know what to make of this.  I had just met this guy three days before. Was he serious? I honestly couldn't tell. So I sat on the stool looking at the chickens and said,"I just. I just don't get it." And he responded, "You don't? This is great!" And then he took me home. I was soo creeped out! But gave him another try later that week. 

Looking back, I can't believe I didn't see the irony and humor in the situation. 

While it took me a year, I'm now a giggling idiot when Rob's around. I always tell him, I'm only sicking around for the next joke. I don't want to miss it. Lately, he's been entertaining me on Pinterest.  

Rob has a Pinterest account called Wild Nails. He only follows me. A few nights a week, he'll see what I've pinned, and make a mockery of my earnest efforts. Like, if I post a picture of Marc Ruffalo, he'll do a new board of hot guys and call it Cowboy Up.  I'll know the exact moment he's pinning because he starts cracking himself up. It's as if he's created a fictional character. One that I adore and would love to meet.

I usually wait a day to go back and see what he's added. It's not so much the pictures that make me giggle, but the captions. I'll usually text him my favorite lines. Here's some of his best work:

 

This defines me.

Prom?

Oh no you didn't harry

All my favorites

More after the jump:

I know the feeling

My girls

Don't do it.

So true

My idea for a perfect Thanksgiving dinner

This is just sick . . . please please do not repin.