"So, what do you like to do?"

I never really minded the question, usually asked on awkward first dates, or during an even more awkward slow dance at some overly casual young adult dance. I didn't mind because I always had something going on, or was working on a new project, or had a pretty fair array of hobbies to list off. Hobbies. I find I really don't like the word anymore. I think it's because I've come to a point in my life where I should have something occupying my spare time that "enriches" my life, or others' lives, or at least looks kinda neat when displayed in my home. (Whatever happened to "homemaking" in Relief Society?)
The problem is, I haven't found anything recently that I like doing well enough to make it "my thing". Sure, I like to read, but I can't remember the last time I read something I couldn't put down. (Was it Twilight? Oh heavens, I hope not!) I also like to cook, but I hate doing dishes. (This is probably the main reason behind our tendency to eat out too much.) I love music, and I have a beautiful piano sitting in my living room...without any good sheet music to play. I don't even know what I'd buy to play. Ryan has a lot of music, but it's WAY too difficult for me (He's just so awesome on the piano :) I like watching movies, but is that really a hobby? I thought I'd take up scrapbooking, but I have NO idea where to even begin! (Meaning, of course, that I have so many pictures from the last several years that I don't know what to start scrapbooking about. Plus, isn't it kind of an expensive hobby? I think I need to join a club. Hmmm...now where are those clubs for young, married, no children yet, still college student, women?