I'm Quitting Quitting.

I think I want to take up ballroom dancing.

While channel surfing tonight, I landed on a new show called "Dancing Tweens" (please note the play on the Abba song). Now, I currently am watching 8 year old Isabella dancing with her handsome 11 year old partner Mark...and they make me feel like I suck at life.

Why did my parents let me quit dance? And what was I thinking quitting piano lessons? I quit tennis. I quit soccer. I quit my voice lessons because I got sick of Italian arias.

I am now 20 years old with barely any talent to show for myself. I am a classic case quitter.

Ladies and gents, it is time for a new hobby. I am very open to suggestions.

I feel like I'm gonna end up being that 32 year old mom who randomly wants to take up the viola.

Right now things that sound fun (which ironically are mostly things I always wanted to take up as a kid but never did):

-Ice skating

-Swimming

-Equestrian (yes. The super fancy horseback riding...jumping over stuff...awesome!)

-Painting classes

-Photography

-Scrapbooking

-Bowling

More than one of those things are nerdy. I do not care. I want to ride ponies and bowl a perfect 300.

This blog can get superrrr boring. I think I might have to do the whole "take up a new hobby and blog about it" thing. Why not?

**IDEA** I'm going to attack the Big Ass Book of Crafts. Yup yup. Before I go back to school, I am going to do at least 3 projects out of it for my new apartment. SCORE.