Not much to say

I haven't been blogging much lately, mostly because I've been insanely busy with work, wedding planning and getting ready to move house (the worst is not yet over).

I started writing a post a few weeks ago about how I was giving up fizzy drinks, particularly Diet Coke - due to yet another study revealing links between soft drink consumption (including diet soft drinks) and various manifestations of poor health. I didn't get around to finishing the post for a week or so, and by the time I got around to it I had fallen off the wagon and was back on the bubbly. So needless to say, I didn't bother posting that one.

It's a good thing I don't smoke or do drugs, because I have absolutely no capacity to overcome addiction. Seriously, I'd be just like Lindsay Lohan. I'd be fresh out of a luxury Resort Rehab for the second time in a year, showing off my Diet Coke ankle bracelet. I'd be having a really good time at a party until someone made a snide remark about my ankle accessory, despite the fact I perfectly colour coordinated it with my Jimmy Choos. Provoked into a violent rage I would down a few cans of DC (But officer, I swear it was decaf! Somebody must have spiked it) and argue with this person about the pressures of my life. Then I would follow them out of the party, borrow a SUV and chase them at speed...