I Need A Hobby. No, Really!

In grade school, we had an annual hobby show. One of my friends crocheted adorable baby doll clothes. Another showed off an impresseive Lego collection. A daughter of an artist had a display of some paintings she had created.

I decided I wanted to be in it one year and I told my mom. The only problem was that I didn't have a hobby, unless you counted watching every episode of Hey, Dude!  or mixing random toiletries into magic potions. 'Cause I did plenty of that.

So my mom came up with the idea of a leaf collection. We had an enormous yard with all kinds of trees. So we set out to collect a few different kinds and I glued them to a poster board, labeled them and voila! I had a hobby to display. Yippee!

But my leaves dried and crumbled and don't recall feeling overly proud of the end result. I can't remember if I ended up entering the hobby show or not. Actually, I don't think I did.

I do get crafty occasionally.

All this to say, I still to this day do not have a hobby. I guess I write and maybe you could count that,  but I don't. Sure, I've dabbled in cake decorating, sewing, and I like to cook. But none of those really light my fire, you know?

Here are some things I'm thinking of trying out.

• making cheese
• knitting
• painting

And then I draw a huge blank. The cheese sounds fun, but hard. I've never been too great with yarn, just ask the baby blanket I never finished. And painting sounds expensive.

And then I get all crazy and think, "Let's raise goats!" or "Why don't I marble paper?" Clearly, I need help.

I'm totally open for suggestions! What would you say your hobbies are?