One skill

It is late at night, but life is like a sitcom. My husband has a buddy at work. They get along great. So, we have a first date tomorrow night. He sent me a link of the wife's blog. I immediately found out she is crafty. Not like has some fun hanging and making stuff. NO! She designs pillows, quilts, repaints things and makes them cuter. Picture after picture of gorgeous designs like you see on design mom and itsy (or whatever that thing is that is sooo not me.) My husband then tells me she can program software. My response "great, not only is she crafty, she is smart." I've got nothin'! No hand. My fall back is usually claiming I am smart. Really, it is a back up to the fact I have no other talents. It is like a big smoke screen. But, if you ask my kids--well, husband is funny and I am good at having kids. Yes, stop,slow it down. I am good at having kids. I noticed they didn't even assign me gender typical talents of cooking, cleaning or nurturing or whatever my species does. Nope, I am good at being a baby factory. Therefore, I have been talented four times in my entire life. If I understand my children correctly, I have already achieved my Zenith. It is all a slide for the present unless I can find something which will help me rise again. Now....where is that quilting pattern?