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I'm sure that in a few months my perspective will be different, but at the moment, I am plain and simple all over the place.

First move. First married quarters. First assignment, even! It's all so new and shiny and exciting and for the same reasons daunting and intimidating and at times, dead scary.

He isn't used to this. When he's moved in the past, he has had the key to the old place and the new place and a car or van and enough stuff to cram it into one and ...

Well I suppose that time was bound to come around sooner or later. I mean how long could I honestly stop it from happening? The world of white dresses and cakes far too large for one Party has clashed with my peaceful little existence.

Obviously this is not my wedding- those of you who know me know how terrified I am of the M word! It is in fact mine and Mr D’s friends getting hitched. I just get to hear all about the difference between a fish tail and a meringue- Why do we name ...

I'm back at my 'proper' job and I couldn't be happier, back with the dogs and even though I had one dog latch on to my top cos I wasn't giving him the attention he wanted and another decided it was time to push his luck - just happens to be this one that I've been given to work with, hmm.... that'll be interesting. I also get another one who is a bit of a nutter but adorable at the same time, I'm so going to love being back there spending my days surrounded by 4 legged friends and getting away from ...

Christmas is a big deal. We all know it. Once a year, good will towards men, the whole she-bang. it even has its own theme tunes. Christmas. It's the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas in America usually means 'going home' and 'spending time with family'. And for all of us, this can complicate things. We all love our families, in theory, but the stress of the holidays combined with annual reunions... best behaviour and booze don't always make good bed fellows!

I have ...

Like most people with some European genetics, I was born blonde. Adorable on kids, right? And then, when I hit puberty, my hair darkened through dishwater and settled firmly into the curse of the once-fair: mouse coloured hair. Not rich nor vibrant, no chocolate hues or golden ones, not as shiny as silvery ash. Just mousey. Plain. uninspiring. dull. invisible.

I put in some golden highlights when I was 16 and maintained them for a few years. Radiant, young, very pretty. ...