Day: 3 Oct, 2014

Day 01

So begins my first day of house arrest. Day 01/90 to be precise. What was supposed to be an easy knee surgery to repair a torn meniscus evolved into something far more elaborate. Cutting and reconstructing of ligaments. Drilling of holes. Oy. For the next three months, there shall be none of this.And none of this. None of this either.Or this.Definitely none of that. Or any of this. Sigh.Just this.And this for now.House arrest sucks.   Whiny Sheela signing off

Curated: A Weekly Digest 3

Ahhhh, it’s been a long hard week. The kind of week that has you cranking those lungs when Friday arrives and the weekend’s here, you know? What have you got in store for the next few days? Me? Loads of rest, I mean LOADS, stay in, watch home movies and just chill. Literally chill with some epic granita the man is whipping up. My fave? Cantaloupe. It’s October and October means National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. There’s a sad truth in Elaine Schattner’s piece for Forbes that awareness of Breast Cancer and interest therein appears waned. As though it’s no longer in fashion. And, I’ll be the first to admit, the pink can overshadow the seriousness of the cause BUT before you cast the first stone, pink also radiates positivity, joy, and hope. This isn’t going to be a lengthy dissection of the topic but rather, a gentle reminder to all of us that we cannot, we simply cannot, allow Breast Cancer to slip from the world’s eye. And if it takes candy colours, so …