Here at the Sisterhood, we are huge fans of Pinterest. We have over 3,900 pins to prove it. But you have to be wary of the Pintershizz. It can lead you to lose your mind by goading you to go over the top or, more benignly, it can just be pure entertainment. Pure, disturbing, entertainment. The problem is when you fall for executing the Pintershizz and end up getting Pinter-punked. Pinterest fails are tragic, y’all.
Erin: Do you really want to start out the new year with such negativity?
Ellen: Well, how about this? We ended 2012 getting Pinter-punked?
Erin: It’s really more accurate. And it would be ABSOLUTELY accurate is you said YOU ended 2012 by getting Pinter-punked.
Ellen: All I wanted to do was bring a fancy schmancy cocktail to your house for New Year’s Eve. Pinterest was full of them and I had been so impressed when the Michalaks showed up at the last soiree with this refreshing gem of their own creation.
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Erin: Why didn’t you just bring that?
Ellen: Because I wanted to be different and if you never DO or MAKE any of the crap you pin, isn’t it just electronic hoarding?
With a start this Martha Stewart-esque, what could go wrong?
Erin: Well your prep basket was Pinterest-worthy, but what made you choose The Kahlua Float?
Ellen: It looked gorgeous. I love Kahlua. It had champagne. What is more perfect for New Year’s Eve than a cocktail that has champagne??
Erin: Okay, but what about the coffee ice cream? I have to tell you, coffee ice cream makes me want to gag.
Ellen: You might be missing the point. What SHOULD have made ME gag was the thought of coffee ice cream IN white wine. Here’s the recipe: 1 scoop espresso or coffee ice cream, 1.5 oz Kahlua, topped with 1/8 cup champagne. Ew! Who puts ice cream in wine??? My only defense is that I was enchanted by this photo.
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Erin: Or maybe it failed because you rednecked it up. Nice plastic glass. And it probably would have been better if you had used chocolate sprinkles.
What??
Ellen: First, I expected you to have champagne flutes or at the very least, wine glasses for me to use. I really brought the plastic cups for the root beer floats for the kids. Second, it was not the sprinkles. So I got caramel jimmies instead of chocolate. Walmart was out.
Erin: Redneck point punctuated . . .
Ellen: You just go on throwing stones at my plastic cups. I was not going to multiple stores to find chocolate sprinkles. Have you ever tasted a sprinkle? By itself? No matter what flavor they say they are, they taste like nothing. They are flavorless hydrogenated calorie bombs. One tablespoon is 60 calories.
Erin: Get out! That’s crazy! So if you have an ice cream cone covered in sprinkles, you really could have another scoop of ice cream for the same amount of calories? So I’m going back to my original statement, but with more venom. This drink failed because sprinkles are the devil.
Ellen: Okay, I’ll go along with sprinkles being the Trojan Horse of calories and they are miserable to drink through or around . . .
Erin: But it was super fun to pick them out of your scarf and I even think I got some in my hair. And down my shirt.
Ellen: Don’t forget getting them up your nose. But back to my points. This drink failed because it was ice cream in wine! Coffee ice cream, no less, in white FIZZY wine. What was I thinking?? I went back to the original blog post and there were lots of comments saying how pretty the drink looked, but not much about its taste.
We just realized we coordinated. How cute is that? Now you can gag too.
Erin: You were lured in by the pretty picture! We did enjoy the Kahlua over the ice cream, though. That was yummy.
Ellen: But it was hardly a cocktail.
Erin: Maybe you should have consulted me first. My Rein-Beer at the Christmas party was a hit. I have never been steered down the merry pathway of Pintershizz. I read the directions and can just tell if its going to be good or not.
So Proud
Ellen: Well, la-di-da! Aren’t you the Princess of Pinterest? You twisted some pipe cleaners and glued some googly eyes. Don’t break your arm patting yourself on the back. I’ve never gotten steered wrong like this either. One of my superpowers is picking out good recipes.
Erin: I don’t need to pat myself on the back because I’m wearing the tiara. I think your “Super Recipe Picker Outer” cape would go nicely with it.
Ellen: And on that note. . .
Happy New Year from The Sisterhood!
May 2013 bring you health, wealth, and enough wisdom to avoid stepping in the Pintershizz.
Read the entire Pintershizz series!
And while you’re at it, just follow us on Pinterest too. We usually pick good pins, we swear.
