So there it remains in my fridge untouched by me, the amount slowly depleting as my 17 year old brother rampages the kitchen after school and my dad looks for a snack to go with his afternoon coffee. But I guess thats what being an adult is all about its about having parties for other people to enjoy and seeking fulfilment from the satisfaction of others as they take bite after bite of your delicious chocolately rich, with the perfect amount of creamy buttery icing milestone birthday cake.
Thats it where’s my goddamn cake!
Don’t be disappointed by the lack of celebratory event coverage, you will never guess what I have planned for this weekend when I get back to Sydney and reunite with the Queens.
The best is most definitely yet to come.