I think I need a new hobby. When my kids were little, I tried a bit of this and that. Sewing, I made a horrible little dress for my daughter, that, of course I saved. She just may want the dress her mother made her one day.
I have had a few semi successes too. I used to sew cloth dolls. I still have several. They are pretty cute. Most of them, however, are still without clothes...I'll get those finished, one of these days.
I have embroidered. There are some pillow cases, and a few pillows laying around. Not to mention some sampler type things I did for my mother, mother in law and grandmother in law years ago, waiting to be attached to a pillow or put in a frame. Anything to finish them off.
I have scrapbooked. I wasn't too bad at that either. However, it requires lots of space, time and concentration. And as with the rest, follow through is an issue.
I read, but usually want something mindless, thank you very much.
There are lots of things I wish I wanted to do. Go jogging, garden, something, but I don't. I need to spend more time outside. And truly, sometimes I think, man if I smoked I would have something to do outside on my lawn furniture! I don't think that is worth it tho. The monetary cost alone throws me off. But then there's the lungs, I like mine. I figure they have enough trouble without me creating more.
So, I find myself sitting inside surfing the web too much. I have a few blogs I read on a regular basis. I like pinterest, facebook, the usual.
But lately, I find myself obsessed with celebrity before and afters. Most of the time there's no proof of any surgery. Nothing looks different really. They've aged a tad or maybe had a nose job. Sometimes tho, you hit pay dirt and find someone like Dolly, or Pete Burns.
What were these people thinking? And will there come a day when we look at each other in our natural state and think that's freakish?
I don't know, but in my search for a new hobby, I am glad I am fairly confident in the way I look, and I never feel the need for artificial lips or cheekbones.