The only talent I have is being a half-way decent baker. That's difficult to display online.

Guitar, other things of little importance

I am a no talent bum.

Really stupid, corny, "roll your eyes so far back that you pop your optic nerves" jokes and pranks

Julie? I forget what mine are...please help.

I'm thoroughly convinced that I posess no real talents, except perhaps over-analyzing situations, but that's far from a talent.

Writing.

I have many

eating

Er, I can sing. I'm okay at designing websites. that is all.

Ha ha, your user profile is great.

i can lip-sync to the song "i will survive" really really well!
and then when it kills you, i can resuscitate you!

I can ignore people very effectively when they go into one of theirs fits which they only do to obtain attention which otherwise they have no clue how to.

Play keyboards, piano, guitar, I paint & draw. Also a great lesbian lover. Richmond, VA denise804@yahoo.com

Art in many forms with many mediums.

I don't really have talent-show talents.

I'm an awesome cook (my best friend tells others that I can come up with a 7 course meal out of a D-cell battery and a jar of olives. )
and I am a classically trained pianist....a couple of my favorites are Rhapsody in Blue by Gershwin and the Eighteenth Variation of Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini by Rachmaninoff. I also really like the melody in Summer Knows from Summer of 42' by Michel Legrand. It is gorgeous.

I have no talents whatsoever.

Unless you call getting out of doing work a talent.

Playing my trombone, math, and annoying my mother until she gets very angry.

i can make my lap disappear

...well i am pretty musical.

singing and dancing

Ugh! Trust me! You don't want me in your talent show!

Naked Hat Dancing!

I also compose Experimental Electronic Music...

I used to paint, but I haven't done that for quite a few years.

I'm a fairly decent cook.

I'm smart.

Too many to list.
Tarot and guitar, arts and engineering, metaphysics.

Last night I played guitar with superballs for hammering and slide work.

I haven't painted in years either. I think it's because music has more immediate in-the-moment creativity and reward.

...and it isn't so messy, either.

Although it was cool dreaming in a universe of animated paints after a long days work of surreal painting.

Piano
Pool
Tennis
Football

I kick ass at public speaking. I'm about the only person I know who likes it.

I just remember drinking a lot of coffee and living on boiled vegetables.

For me it was rice and local blackberries, and listening (paint-dancing) to Andy Summer's and Robert Fripp's 'Bewitched' album cranked 36 hours straight, using two dozen diffent media on a single painting. I don't think I even had time for coffee.

There's ALWAYS time for coffee!!!

Well of course. I was just trying to convey the frenzy. I had a coffee and ashtray next to my paints every moment, I just didn't sit out life to take a break. I was on a roll.

*pauses to take a sip*

guitar, painting, statue

Really? How come you never mention it? I got the idea you were a grumpy suicidal engineer with nothing better to do than walk a dog. (well, not quite that bad, but you sounded too dismal to be artistically creative, even if so much art is about dismal existence).

I've always been an artistic person. Just no time for it. I played lead guitar in rock bands in the 60's, have done oil painting and acrylics. And I'm an architect by education even though I don't use it except for designing residential remodels occasionally. I am not a grumpy person really. More like quiet, reserved, or a 'robot' as my wife puts it - no emotions externally.

It's the robot thing you need to work on. She probably nags you, particularly if you fritter your time on arts, but isn't that the person she married in the first place? She'd probably respect you and find you more endearing if you asserted yourself enough to go back to doing such things. It's a bizarre yet common pattern, often ending in divorce, though it doesn't have to happen at all. She may subconsciously be pressuring you to be emotional even though the opposite results.
As is, you're not happy, and she's not happy. The key to a good marriage is two people each bringing a happy life to the table. The two of you are just wasting the decades in passive-agressive co-dependant pity. It's gone on so long that the pattern of inertia has become your comfort zone., and any positive change could inspire fear of divorce, and so you share suffering instead. At this point, the only thing that will probably free you is a desperate radical philosphy change of 'what do I have lose?'.

With my OCD every day being the same is my comfort zone, good or bad. Most days are bad so that is normal. I have a very narrow band of emotions that I am comfortable with. Laughing, joking on one end, and crying on the other end don't fall within my comfort level. Anger is the one strong emotion that I do let out, most of the time yelling at the idiot drivers on the highway.

By helping you, I'm reminding myself what I need to work on. My OCD interferes with my even making it to the beach this summer, something that's emotionally important to me. My symptom is I get lost in the moment, just working on whatever I'm working on, dull or intriguing, and forget that anything else is more important to me. Time just goes by with disappointment over opportunities I let slide by.

Laughing and traffic anger are 'reactions', different from feeling good about yourself being alive. Internal calm is easier to master than internal joy. One of the keys to joy is fulfilling your natural achievement inclinations instead of always rationally convincing yourself that they are currently impractical. It could be something like painting the walls green or going to the beach. You may not be able to schedule priority time for such pursuits, yet if you do them anyhow, the energy to do more kicks in and compensates.

Do you have any fun impulsive days in memory to compare with? I do, and that's what reminds me that sitting here in my pattern is slowly killing me.

Can't think of any impulsive days. The only thing I do by impulse is shopping. Buy things besides what I went into Wal-Mart for. I get extremely anxious just having a day with nothing planned in advance. I used to freak when years ago my wife and I would go out on a weekend night. I never knew what was gonna happen when she started drinking. I was like being on a rollercoaster I couldn't get off.
Working two jobs 7 days a week I have no time for joy, or even sitting down to watch t.v. If I'm lucky I get 7 hours sleep a night, usually don't. My relaxation is being with my cats, and new kitten (see new survey).

With your skill set, I imagine the two jobs is a lifestyle choice.
My life at home is chaotic, but meditative. I've gone on roller-coaster dates like you mention. I can't structure my own activity well, and am definitely at a loss when external chaos reigns. My solution though is to just ride with it and not try to get a handle on anything. It's like that with kids too. If I'm trying to work, they'll make me so tense I'm ready to punch a wall, but if I join their world, it's cool.
I plan constantly, but it's futile. I never follow the plan.

I need to do that. There has to be some way to ride with it when there's neighbor kids coming around and all kinds of interruption everywhere when I'm trying to get my own kids settled in for the night and some cleaning done. Constant bombardments of interruption and inconvenience is wearing me out.

If you are like me, there are two options: get rid of them (or leave), or be fully involved with them, that would mean if you are cleaning, you need to involve them in cleaning too. It takes longer to assist them in washing the dishes than to do it yourself, but it's more rewarding, and eventually you'll be able to maintain that solidarity with them by doing chores side by side, then have more time to share with them on other things, or let everyone have free time away from each other. If you sing or dance or talk sincerely or something while doing chores, it's quality time that will help cure them of incessant nagging for attention the rest of the time.
You need to be firm when you need quiet time, but not abuse your demands either. You might ask the kids what they want to do while you are busy, and approve the situation, otherwise you open the door to chaos or secret mischief.
The way to get respect from kids is to treat them with respect. You are the one in the collective with the wisdom and final authority, but they are equals in having their acknowledged, if not met. Explanations help involve them in the wisdom of the 'collective' decision. If you can't explain it to them (even if the explanation is that you are tired and will be happier for them after a break), then it might not be practical and considerate anyhow.
If you're like this, the kids will trust your judgement without question. You also have to be clear when things may be negotiable, and when they are not. This combo gets you kids which don't go around your back, trying to bend the rules. Make them feel guilty for poor judgement or not clarifying their lack of understanding, instead of punishing them. (It's the Irish method). Give them the benefit of the doubt, but when they clearly do something they know is wrong, punish them and ask why they did it (always use guilt). The downside is that you'll have kids that grow up with with a weight to bear. The upside is that they will be the trusted leader amongst their own peers. Throw in some 'people make mistakes' though, or they'll feel guilty and slump in low self-esteem if they don't grow up to be christ or superman.
Parenting is work whethar you do it sweetly, strictly, or negligently, so you might as well do it sweetly.
If they don't respond to guilt, then you've already lost their respect, and will have to work your way back up through wise involvement (good explanations and communication).

OK, but the interruption isn't so much kids nagging for attention, but kids getting into stuff, and neighbor kids coming over.

That's what I was originally envisioning. When the living room was full of guests playing viideo games, I ended up playing after school teacher until they left, arranging a turn/competiton structure, and working on homework or general ed with those that weren't playing the game at the moment. I'd choose some personal mindless activity that I could do while supervising them, like filing my nails or something. They should know what stuff they can get into, and have their friends sent home if they can't maintain the house rules (again, teaching them to be the sensible leader). With a house full of kids I have no hope of getting any personal mental activity like school-work done, so I don't bother trying. If I have a spouse, I'll work on mindless things they would have done when they got home, so they have more time to relieve me of supervising so I can get my homework done.

David works nights. It's hard to keep a routine around here, but I manage to pull it off sometimes. We all had dinner at the same time for a change, but Brian was almost done before Lexie started on hers.When school starts, things should get easier.

I never said a thing about routines. I hardly have any myself. Quality of life is about character and interaction, not things and events.

I have to have a sense of order. I can't do dishes with other people's kids in the house. I don't like having to go outside and look for Brian 3 times while making dinner. I don't like having to look for Lexie during dinner and have Brian be done eating before Lexie starts. Without routine, how can you keep a household sane?

Those sound like good reasons for a routine to me. By age 11, my mom was divorced & working and I was taking care of meals and chores a lot.

I'm really good at math and cooking. and being confused (i get a lot of practice)

Not to sound too cocky, but i'm very talented. My best would probably be drawing

What are your other talents?

Diffusing anger

I can butter up an angry caller any day of the week at work. I kind of like it.

I'm also a really good driver.

I'm really good at math. I'm very creative. I play many sports. I'm really good with computers. Ummm....... I snow skii very well. I play the guitar, the piano and used to play the saxophone. Ummm..... that's all i can think of off the top of my head.

I like to singa!
No really, I like to sing.
I know, I know "You can't sing!"
I like to pretend I can.