Things I think I am good at, but I am probably not.

Gardening. Yes, sure I have a lot of vegetables. But they are so over grown on top of each other, it's border line of creating hybrids.

• Squato (Tomatoes and Squash)
• Pehini  (Peppers and Zucchini)

Sewing.  I like to think I can fix just about any rip or tear. But to be completely honest, my work will probably end up being just as sketchy and reliable as a Chinese market I pod.

Painting. My mom is a painter, so I grew up around it. But like one day, I'll always say to the kids I may or may not have, just because I can do it- doesn't mean you can. #Good parenting.

Reading. I love it, more than anything. But do you know how many books I am currently reading? No, you don't. It's five. And they're great- which is why I am reading them at the same time. But once things start meshing together- you know you have a problem. 

Because I am pretty sure F. Scott Fitzgerald didn't write a book with Holden Claufield that had a sex addiction, and somehow end up in the seventh circle of the inferno.

This list may or may not continue, ever, or never.