Things I may or may not do this year…

Resolutions. Just typing the word invokes panic, as I see all the things I love (booze, chocolate, junk food) being taken away from me, and all the things I detest (exercise and clean living in general) being forced on me. There’s nothing worse. Anyway, I didn’t get you here to talk about all the ‘improvements’ I’m going to make on myself this year (or at least the improvements I say I’m going to make) – I want to talk about all the []

Guess what?

I have been working up to this post for a long time. I’ve known it was coming; it hasn’t been far from my thoughts for weeks. It’s been simmering away in the back of my mind, making me nervous, stressed, excited, proud, anxious and back to nervous again. It’s been a veritable rollercoaster of emotions. That’s right people, I made it to 50 posts (and have well and truly mastered the art of hyperbole). But, seriously, I have been putting all this []