First thing is first. My MRI was normal. Normal. Good. Healthy. OK. Whatever you want to call it, however you want to say it, the result is fantastic! It puts me one notch further up that ladder of being deemed as ‘cured’. 10 years in remission still seems like a lifetime right now, but I truly believe that I will make it and that I’ll still be wearing a smile on my face.
A lot of my inspiration for such a sweeping statement has come from time spent with my amazing fellow models and the fantastic coordinators of the SteppingOutToCelebrateLife fashion show. Rehearsals got turned up a notch this weekend and the past few days have been filled with store stylists and fashion designers fitting 30 models for 3 scenes each. That’s 90 outfits in total. Pretty impressive. The women I have met are phenomenal. Each has a different take on what breast cancer means for them, but each is a survivor and each is grateful for successful treatment – some are still in the midst of it. I take my hat off to those ladies who will be shedding their wigs and head scarves this Saturday evening to step out in front of 500 people with heads up high.
The skies are blue as we car pool to our fitting at West Coast Leather in the city. None of us can quite believe the clothes we end up wearing. I just hope that the button won’t burst on the tightest leather trousers ever as I walk down the runway. We chat about how much we love San Francisco and we soak up the fantastic view as we drive over the Golden Gate Bridge. Truly spectacular.
At Banana Republic, a lovely stylist called Michael, covers me in bling and at my fitting at Macys, I am presented with a glamorous pink grecian evening dress. I know that sounds awful, but it’s spectacular. Pics to come.
My mums suitcase arrived on day two after her flight arrival. The baggage lady from BA called on day 4 to check if it had arrived. A bit late luv!
In the midst of being a glamorous catwalk model, I take it upon myself to paint the boys bedrooms. Why now? I’m not quite sure. Maybe I’m more of an all or nothing person than I’d care to admit. I get a welcome relief from this escapade on day 1 with a fantastic curry night at my lovely friend Wendy’s house with a group of lovely ladies, overlooking Mill Valley and the Bay from a lovely deck at the top of a hill. Day 2 doesn’t offer much relief and at 11pm at night I soak myself in the bath peeling paint out of my hair, from the bottom of my feet etc etc. You get the picture. The result is fantastic and well worth it though. Amazing what a lick of paint can do! The boys are happy. I finish one room and half of another. Still searching for the energy to finish room 2. Post fashion show, me thinks.
I also take it upon myself amongst all of this to try to break into successful gluten free bread baking. As much as I love Udi’s, I’m missing the smell of fresh baked bread. Unfortunately my forays into this particular gluten free arena are spectacularly disastrous so far. I won’t bore you with the details. I’ve now been given some top tips by the lovely Carol Kicinski and she has pledged to write a blog post on her ‘simplyglutenfree‘ site about making bread in bread machines for gluten free baking novices just like me. Thank you Carol!!!
I can however count the luscious lamb that M conjures up as a household g-free culinary success.
This is how he made it:
lamb steaks (1/2 inch cut)
1/2 cup dried cherries
2 teaspoons Cinnamon
2 tablespoons chopped fresh basil
4 cloves crushed garlic
8 Dried Cloves
2 tablespoon soy sauce (gluten free)
1. Mix the ingredients in a clay pot and add sea salt and pepper, put in the oven on 400F.
2. Quickly fry the lamb steaks 45 seconds on each side until they get a nice color.
3. Move them into the clay pot and cover with aluminum foil.
4. Cook for 20 minutes.
5. Remove the steaks and cut them in 1/2 inch thick pieces. Strain the remains from the clay pot and use the sauce.
Serve with oven baked potatoes, potato mash or rice. Enjoy!