“Every sickness has an alien quality, a feeling of invasion and loss of control that is evident in the language we use about it.”
Siri Hustvedt
Hey, Lovelies.
Did you notice I didn’t blog yesterday?
You know it. I know it. If I didn’t blog, there’s something seriously wrong. And if it’s a recipe blog? Things are’t great but I’m not dead.
So, two things happened. I ended up with a severe ear and respiratory infection, courtesy of a mildly unwell client with a much more robust immune system than mine. I saw her Wednesday, and sent her home within a few minutes of starting our session out of concern that she may be contagious, but by then the damage was done and I fell in a screaming heap on Saturday night.
And our beloved Harry Dog has ruptured his cruciate ligament on the weekend and now needs surgery. So we are both confined to the bedroom for complete rest.
Deep sigh.
But, hey, we’re still here, Harry and I get to hang out and have heaps of cuddles, then a little doctoring and some rest and we will both be fine.
Expect some recipes this week.
And maybe some pictures of my garden, which is now green and lush again, and a joy to behold.
Much love, Nicole xx
