I regularly have the feeling that I have too many things happening in my life, I sometimes say that I am living too many lives for my 1 life. Like a lot of women I talk about these things with my friends and family, and even with my beautician during a pedicure. Sometimes those people remind me of stories that I told them in the past that I had forgotten myself and again I think: How come I live so many lives? And then I think: one day people are not going to believe that these stories really happened, because sometimes they seem so over the top or farfetched, especially when I look at "normal" families where "nothing ever happens". Or I think: I should write a book, I certainly have enough material... So what am going on about? Not to be a tease, but I will not elaborate on that in this post, I will discuss (or rant) about things that are happening in blogs to come. Just because I want to keep this post brief (well brief-ish). But I can start by telling you who I a...