the end was just the beginning
Hi. My name is Alana House and I'm addicted to Diet Coke. Oh, and sugar-free V. But V is for after the gym or the supermarket or when my PMT is really bad ... You know, special occasions. Diet Coke is for everyday. Kinda like jeans versus fishnet stockings. People who aren't addicted to Diet Coke... Continue Reading →
So, how did my digital detox go? As we cruised to nowhere on the Voyager of the Seas past the distant spires of the Newcastle coastline, I have to confess I thought WHY couldn't they move just a little closer so I had wi-fi? But generally I think it did me good. I feel way... Continue Reading →
My once conjoined now separated twin, The Sharpest Pencil, has given up Diet Coke. This has totally freaked me out. Not because she is "Angry. Irritable. A little bit on the edge" as a result. But because she says: "Because I am a serial stomach ache complainer, my doctor has suggested I try the FODMAPs diet.... Continue Reading →
I'll never forget my first Christmas with Husband. He took me to the Central Coast to meet his family. He admitted on the way that he hadn't bought any presents. It being Christmas Day, the only place open was the pharmacy. We did his Christmas shopping there. Disposable cameras for his nephews, a talc and... Continue Reading →
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