I have two fantastic children, a wonderful husband of almost fifteen years, a good job, a great house, I get to travel, and I have amazing friends and family.
But when I see pictures of how wonderfully happy and real Prince William, the Duchess of Cambridge, and Prince Harry are at the Olympics, well, I just really want to be Kate Middleton.
She's beautiful, has an incredible wardrobe, a shoe closet Carrie Bradshaw must envy, and she has access to the royal jewels.
She has hair to dye for, and I think might secretly model for shampoo commercials.
She and the other Windsors are all having just a bit too much fun at the Olympics.
In my secret life, I am Kate Middleton.
Or her sister-in-law, married to Harry.*
* with apologies to my dear husband who knows I'm only joking.