A Spoonful of Burnt Sugar

Clearly, I'm getting lazy. I should be writing a few blogs a week. I should be experimenting in my home test kitchen everyday. I don't even know what to blame it on. It's not MY fault.

It's not that I can't think of things to write about. It's not that I don't like to write. Right now I should be cooking for a dinner guest. What is it about me? Why do I epitomize "inconvenient" and "procrastination?"

I am always doing things the hard way. I never learn my lesson. If I weren't me and I were someone else, I would know exactly what I would say to me. I would say, "Suck it up. Work harder. Write more often. Get up earlier and go to bed later." But, being me, I wouldn't listen. It's hard to swallow your own medicine.

Perhaps this post will be the lipstick on my mirror reminding me that I should be here everyday, or at least every other day, writing for my people. However few of you there are.

Thanks and stick with me.