If I said I felt murderous I think it might actually be an understatement. How many of you have to get public transport to work? Well I have that pleasure and this morning, my train was cancelled.

This caused an immediate red mist rage as I get up at six o clock in the morning so that I can get an early train and avoid the crush. I even get a seat. I know, it's a miracle. Anyway they cancelled it so I had to get the next one and two train loads of people got onto one and you can imagine how nice that was. It wasn't even properly daylight yet!

I remember once some MP or other suggesting commuters should stagger their journeys so we don't all travel at once. Clearly the man went everywhere by ministerial car and was talking from the place he sits on because me and thousands of others are staggering every day. It made me wonder, if when the government make decisions about things that affect us worker ants, do they actually ask us what it's really like out there? How many 'ordinary' people are included in 'working parties' or whatever they call them? I've certainly never been asked to be part of one, have you? Anyway, I felt so foul when I finally got into the office, there was only one thing for it. A large coffee, a banana muffin and some Riverdancing chimps. It works every time!

I don't think I've ever kept a new year's resolution in my life, so I don't know how I expected to keep this years'. Anyway, I decided my resolution was to eat more healthily and I have tried.

Every weekend I've been buying a lot more fruit and veg when I go to the supermarket although in reality it's more a case of force feeding it to the kids and hiding the fact I haven't had any myself. It's not easy trying to like the healthy stuff after years of eating rubbish. Especially when I've liked eating rubbish so much. I even like kebabs and these days that's about as bad as admitting you eat roadkill.

Anyway, there's clearly a long way to go so I decided I needed to use supplements to try and balance things out before I implode or something horrible. Trouble is, I can't swallow big tablets. I went along the shelf at Tesco shaking containers of vitamin pills in the hope of 'hearing' something that sounded small but I swear the ones I ended up buying should be inserted not swallowed - they're huge!!! Anyone know of any small multivitamins? Please let me know. Most of my friends take vitamins and stuff, do yours? And do you give them to your kids? I bought some chewy ones for mine and they wolfed them down like they were sweets so then I was worried they'd had an overdose. Sometimes there's no winning, is there?!

I've never written a blog before and if I'm honest I'm not sure what I should be blogging on about. I suppose I could start by saying I'm forty-something, no point in being too honest! I have three kids, Elliot 20, Haydn 13 and Eliza 11, one husband, Martin and two cats, tabby brothers Fred and Archie.

Apart from loving my job as editor-in-chief of goodtoknow and editor of Pick Me Up magazine (why do one job in a day when you can do two, eh?) I like all sorts of ordinary stuff. Reading - can't get enough of homes mags - watching far too many of those property programmes where people find new homes in the sun or by the sea or in the country - to be honest this is a bit of an obsession! What else do I like? My house of course, which we moved into last year after two years of being gazumped, gazundered and everything in between. I swear I was a woman on the edge. I eat far too much chocolate, love cake, talk about exercise and wonder if there's any chance I could learn to skate without putting a hip out. That Dancing on Ice is brilliant!

I'm also a complete slushball when it comes to animals and am especially fond of pandas, which is why I love this YouTube clip so much. I'm going to be blogging every day from now on, which will no doubt give you a terrifying insight into my life. I'll warn you now, last week the only exciting thing that happened to me was pressing re-dial on my mobile by mistake so Martin suddenly got a text message saying: '...about eleven'. Now do you see why I watch so many of those property programmes! Anyway, I hope that hasn't put you off. See you tomorrow!