Hobby (Blog Gang)

As part of the Blog Gang, I'm given a topic every few weeks to write about. This time, the topic is "Hobby". I thought to myself, well, that will be easy. I can simply write about my hobby. How hard can that be? Oh, wait, I just realized that I don't think I really have a hobby. Ok, see, this is where things get tough.

I'm scatterbrained, and I really don't stick with most things long enough for them to be considered hobbies. I am easily bored, and if something new comes along that looks more interesting than what I'm in the middle of, I will try the new activity. This is not conducive to having a a hobby. Hell, there's days it's not conducive to having a job. But, we won't go there. This is supposed to be about HOBBIES, the exact OPPOSITE of a job.

This is the definition of hobby: An activity or interest pursued outside one's regular occupation and engaged in primarily for pleasure.

I create art for a living. That makes me a professional, not a hobbyist. So, check "art" and all related items off the "hobby" list.

I am addicted to wickless candles. But I sell them, so I guess that takes away any chance of adding them to that list, too.

I garden, but I always forget to water it, never get it planted on time, forget to harvest it, and that's only for about 3 months out of the year. So, this one is disqualified, as I think a hobby is supposed to be something you do year round to relax. (Not to mention REMEMBER to do!)

Oh, wait!! Reading!! I LOVE to read!! Then again, since I read so much, would that really be considered a hobby? And there are times I read that I really don't enjoy it. The book is stupid, and I'm too stubborn to put it down unfinished, or other crap like that. In all honesty, I think I treat reading more as an addiction. In my mind there is no such thing as too many books. Ok, reading is now off the list. Yes, I do it for pleasure in my off time, but seriously, I always see a "hobby" as actually DOING something. In that vein...is reading really DOING something?

Does picking on my Husband and children count? I enjoy that. Wait, I also work with Husband, so would that disqualify it as it's tied in with work? Hmmm...not sure on that one.

I cook, but not always because I want to, or because I enjoy it. There are days that cooking just isn't all that fun. I think that means it's off the list, too.

Can sex be a hobby? I enjoy it. That has to mean something, right? I do it in my off time. It relaxes me. Ok, ok....we won't go here. (But seriously, could you consider sex a hobby??)

And here I've been thinking for over a week that this one was going to be so damn easy. I'm serious y'all, I really can't think of anything that would technically be classified as a hobby, that I do on a regular enough basis. How effing effed up is that???

We'll pretend that I have so many hobbies that I just really don't know where to start. Hell, that may be true, and my brain worms just won't go away long enough for me to realize it. So, how about this - I'll make a list of things I really enjoy, and when I actually get off time, I do them:

~Fishing
~Camping
~Concerts
~Traveling
~Ghost hunting
~Gardening - when I remember to water and harvest
~Reading - do this way too much, and Husband hates how my collection takes over the bedroom
~Watching TV
~Singing along to music while I'm driving
~Driving fast, especially on curvy roads. I'm 35 and still pretend I'm a Nascar driver at times.
~Spending time with Husband
~Spending time with Kids
~Blogging - even though I'm not that good, it relaxes me, and I enjoy it, even if y'all don't enjoy reading it.

There we go - Blogging. This is what I do in my "outside work" time. This is something I enjoy. It relaxes me. I'm not a professional blogger. I do it when I need to unwind, and vent. I do it on a regular basis (for the most part). I don't make very much money at it, if any at all (it depends on the day).

Sounds like I finally found my hobby. I blog. Yay Me!! :)

Now, get out of here, and go read everyone elses stuff. I'm sure it's much more entertaining, educational, and better written!!

The worms must be working overtime tonight...

Here it is almost 2 a.m., and I'm still as wide awake as most of you would be at 4 p.m.  I'd like to say that it's due to the fact that the cricket that jumped out from under my pillow last night as I crawled into bed, scared the living shit out of me, and gave me a complex over crawling into bed again.  Not the case though.
Ok, one part of that is true - the damn thing caused me to scream like a little girl, and in the process gave Husband a mild coronary...which actually turned it into a funny situation. That's a whole other blog post, right up there with the time the Itsy Bitsy Spider decided he needed to share my pillow.
Ok, now I'm sounding like a girly girl, and that is so not me. I'm coverd in tattoos, I scare parents when the children get within 10 feet of me. (i promise, I won't eat them/sacrifice them/turn them to the darkside). You, the parents seem to be screwing them up quite well without my help, thank you very much!
And this is where the Antichrist part comes into play. I live in Smallville, Texas, USA. I am female. I have multiple large tattoos - some of them involving *gasp* the naked female form. I work as a tattoo artist and body piercer. Did I mention Smallville is predominantly Baptist? Yeah, it's a ton of fun being me down here, let me tell you! There is not a lot of acceptance from the people who preach "judge not lest ye be judged". I wasn't kidding wen I say parents pull small children away if they get within 10 feet of me.
I told you the Brain Worms were working overtime tonight. My thoughts are all over the place...I get started on one subject, and another pops to the front of the line in my head.
Now I'm wondering what chocolate covered crickets would taste like. I've tried BBQ mealworms, surely chocolate covered crickets have to be as good, if not better. Right?
Hmmm...maybe I'm going at this blog thing the wrong way. I'm an artist, should I maybe be drawing a blog instead of writing one?Who knows...
Ok, the worms aren't going to let me do this right tonight, I get the hint. Maybe I have ADD and don't know it. I seem to always have this problem. Start one thing, and end up in 5 different directions, and usually all at the same time.
Good thing I'm not one of those people who started a blog with the intent of a bunch of readers who fall instantly in love with me, and send me lots of money. I think I'd probably starve to death.
Death - I have a few people I wish that on right now. No, no - I'm not going to kill them, silly. I simply wouldn't be devastated if they magically disappeared from my world!