I want to develop the discipline of writing everyday, so in an effort to do that, here I am writing.  I am still suffering from my out-of-whack-back-attack and can’t think of anything to write about – as a matter of fact nothing interests me today.  I asked myself what was good about yesterday or the day before.  The vegetables I made (in my cool new grilling pan) were the only thing that came to mind – sad that the memory vegetables is my most interesting thing.
             Without further adieu - today’s good thing is the recipe for the yummy, yummy grilled veggies I whipped up (R* did the grilling because he’s the MAN and I don’t want my hair to smell like a grill):
             1.  Get one of those grilling pans that is shaped like a sauté skillet with holes in it.  If you don’t have one of these the veggies will fall through the grill.
 

That’s right, all is not well in The Jane World.  I still have the out of whack back thing and it is the ONLY thing I can seem to think about.  I’ve tried to get fired up about some political this or that, or perhaps some cultural vagary would get me outraged, but no, I just want my ice pack and a pain pill.
Let me tell you about the pain pills – one shelf in my studio looks like it came from a pharmacy.  Advil is usually the strongest thing I need to used and Advil’s so easy, you take one or two and feel better.  No muss, no fuss and no more pain.  Well, that is just not the case now – now I have to keep track of when I last took what pill and is it a pill that needs food to be eaten at the time it’s taken or not.  When the bottle has a little sticker on it recommending it be taken with food and it shows a loaf of bread, does that mean I get to eat the whole loaf or just a slice or two?  Then there’s the whole sleepiness thing to be dealt with.  For cryin’ out loud I have to figure out which pill to take so I can make it to the supermarket and back without falling asleep. 
And after all this, I’m still in PAIN!  I’m considering do-it-yourself acupuncture. That’s just long needles, right?  I have needles – lots of them – sewing, embroidery, darning, knitting, and those really scary upholstery ones – and I have my ever faithful internet connection where one can find anything!
I’ll let you all know how the acupuncture experiment went - LOL   

Well, summer has arrived in my little town and as much as I’d like to romanticize this season, it is impossible to do with the air conditioning grinding on and the brown cast from the sky.  Spring here is lovely, all the trees bloom; everywhere you look you can see bright green on branches and sometimes an explosion of color from a coral tree or a jacaranda.  Summer here is hot, dry and smoggy.
Today it is 104 degrees on the thermometer.  I am so thankful I have air conditioning.  In The Jane World no one would need air conditioning; we would be enjoying the “warmth” of summer with a sunny blush on everyone’s cheeks not worrying about heat stroke during the walk down the driveway to the mailbox! 
It is so hot today my little dog won’t even go outside.  I wonder if she needs little doggie flip flops so her paws won’t burn on the hot side walk.

Yes, that’s right the very best.  He is so romantic – he sent me flowers to celebrate 3,000 days of being married to me.  I was so touched.
 

Since my pain in the neck thing I haven’t been as much fun as I used to be, nor am I a very good housekeeper (not that I ever was, but lately it’s very sporadic) but the Wonderful R* never complains, he just continues to love me and enjoy my company.  What more could a woman want?

What is the deal with procrastination?  I know that almost everyone procrastinates from time to time, but I believe I am the world’s champion at it.  Why can’t I be the best jewelry maker, the best home manager, or how about the best grandma?  No, for me it’s procrastination.  That song “No One Does It Better” is now bubbling around in my head.

Procrastination is the reason I’ll never be the best jewelry maker.  In order to be the best at anything one must practice and be actively engaged in the pursuit of excellence.  I can honestly say that I have put off the pursuit of excellence for so long that I am, in actuality, no longer pursuing it.  How sad is that?

 The Wonderful R* does not procrastinate.  It is terrific that I can count on him to do whatever is necessary as soon as possible.  That is one of the many reasons he is my Hero-of-Daily-Life.  You’d think that after nine years some of his conscientiousness would have worn off on me.  But no, all that has happened is I’m more ashamed of my procrastinating.

 So, I have said all of that to say this:  I’m going to stop procrastinating!  Yes, I am and my first step has been to make this blog entry.  All of you are my witnesses.  Please write me about your experiences with the old bugaboo of procrastination.

And please check out the new jewelry – I really do get some things done!