It’s me. The end.

Dianna — Blog President.  Also, chef, custodian, babysitter, chauffer, champion couch lounger, and Boss of Brad.

Brad — Sugar Daddy and Love Slave.

Autumn — Daughter and former vegan/vegetarian because it was “just too darn difficult.”  But she still won’t eat red meat, and will pull empty meatball packages out of the garbage can to verify their turkeyness before proceeding with dinner.  Now if only she can channel some of that determination into keeping her room clean …

Jaylon, Jordan and Jadyn — Brad’s children and professional dorks.  Er, I mean, sweetie pies.

Katy — Sister genius who owes me free medical care after doctor school.  Which is the least she can do for being so damn smart.

Mom — Otherwise known as Debbie, Executor of Fake Boobies.  But she also answers to Hot Stuff.  Trust me, I heard her.

Bristol — Nephew of my heart.  Sweetest little 1 year old ever on the planet.  Who I am almost certain says Auntie Di Di when people aren’t listening.  Cuz he is Baby Einstein and he knows who has the best snacks.

Bryan and Hannah — Parents to Bristol and Bun-in-Oven.

Randy — Mama’s beau, who owns a restaurant by day and cooks dinner by night.  Thank God or else mom may never eat.  Well, anything other than ice cream or brownies, that is.

Donnie — Brad’s dad, who is the most hyper 50 year old you’ll ever meet.  Seriously, he will work 8 hours, then chop down a couple trees, mow our lawn, and still have time to win a jackpot at the casino.

Rhonda and Larry — Brad’s mom and step-dad, keeper of the Wii, owner of the houseboat where we like to sleep on weekends (sometimes with about 17 other people … funnnnn), and my #1 fans.  Seriously.  They loooooooove me.  Mostly cuz I think they were tired of seeing their 30-year-old son be single.  I am, quite honestly, their hope for the future.