It would be a fair assessment to conclude that, of late, My Myeloma is winning in this game I call life. It turns out that myeloma is quite consuming. In case you thought otherwise.
So, to Myeloma, my controlling master, I ask you what you did yesterday? Because I did this:
With a little help from my Kenwood, I stood up in my kitchen for four hours, I got down on all fours and spilt Lucky Charms all over the kitchen floor, in between cake baking time, I attempted to clean. You made yourself known, you always do, but the key thing is, I did this in spite of you and your ‘limitations’. In your face bitch.
I bet you couldn’t make a three tiered multicoloured birthday cake covered in trash cereal glued on my calorific icing. I think we just need to look at more pictures, because I genuinely believe that yesterday, I produced a work of just about edible art.
This simple act of defiance pleases me. I would have done this before, and I am doing it still.
And so, I would like to say happy non milestone birthday to George and also a happy birthday to Rachael, two wonderful members of the Network, who along with others, makes it possible for me to stand up for four hours in order to bake.