What am I?

I have yet to figure out how people can come up with these interesting blogs to write everyday? They are always insightful, funny and full of interesting tidbits. Do I really lead that boring of a life? When I sit down to write I can never think about the things that have taken place in my life that are worth writing about. Maybe I am just not looking at my life and appreciating all of the little things that happen. I don't live on a ranch and take beautiful pictures (but only because the hubs refuses to buy me a cool camera), I'm not a stay at home mom who has lots of interesting stories because of all the quality time I have spent with my kids and I'm not a foodie who cooks meals I only dream about. I'm just a middle-class (lower middle class thanks to the economy) mom who worries every day that she will have enough money to pay the electric bill before it gets shut off, let alone worrying about how in the world I will be able to send my kids to college.