I am thinking of renaming my blog.
One, it's not about pregnancy any more, and it barely ever was, really. Of course, I didn't think about that when I created this blog, on a whim, one night, and just kind of chose the first name that came to my mind.
Second, it's long, just like my personal email adress which is probably the longest email adress in the history of the Internet (again chosen without thinking that I would actually have to write or type it once in awhile), not that I am lazy, but...
Third, it's mainly about other things, which I did well to use in the end.
Back to my blog name. I have ideas. I have no ideas. Ideas. No ideas. I am almost sure that I'll find a name, decide to change on a whim again, then regret it later, and probably even miss this good old name. Maybe a name that works in French too? Or not necessary.
The more I advance in life, the more I feel like the tide, I'm very changing and I just can't settle for one thing. I thought that with age it would get better. Well, it doesn't. It's actually getting worse. But I remain positive and I have great hopes for the forties...