Now that I have a blog....

Funny thing is now that I have a blog, I have no idea what to even blog about.

I am an over thinker, I think about things before I do them, I plan, I think, I plan some more then I think some more.
A good friend of mine once told me "Bettina, You spend way to much time in your own head." HA I thought it was funny at the time, however I know he is right.

Anyways, now I have this blog spot. When I didn't have a blog spot, I would come up with all kind of things to write about...... like... what I did that day, things that I liked, things that I heard about and really hit me hard, my kids, married life, job hunts, what I want to be when I grow up, food.

Now that I am here, I have to pick one. For most people this would seem like a simple task. To pick one thing is not so simple for me. Even when it comes to picking something to eat, my husband will ask "Bettina, what would you like to eat, where would you like to go" My answer " I don't know , name some places..." he would go through the list, and I say no to everything he says, he gets all huffy "Come on Bettina just pick something, I don't Care where we go ... I am hungry!" Then the kids start, "yeah mom we are hungry too... I know McDonald's!" Needless to say this happens often enough you would think I would learn to just pick something.

Also, I remember a time when I let my creative side be shown in seventh grade....it happen to be some story about a biker gang that lived on a small island, They were called the Outlaws, it was me and two other people that wrote the story ...if I remember right. Anyways, I was told that it gave a bad impression on bikers and that is not how they were. I felt bad for my writing after that. I ended up sticking with poems of either love or heart aches. In eleventh grade I was asked if I wrote about anything else .... and I believe my answer was yes, Death.

As you can see I am not the best writer in the world. After High School, I went on to college and ended up dropping out of English 111, dropping out of college all together really. I just couldn't get it right. I did not understand why I had to do the English, the math, the Spanish....etc.  Now I am wishing that I would have tried just alittle harder. Honestly though I am not sure if I would have done well, I love to learn...more of a hands on kinda person.... watching things done and then doing them myself.

Now I am looking for my passion, I have many...again I have to pick one, or something. More on this topic later I suppose.


ciao for now,
Bettina