At least one member of our household has puked every day this week. Fun.

Fingers crossed that it’s finally run it’s course.

It’s currently ice-raining out, and I’m in a mood. I “heart” Cleveland.

In other news, I started the Bernstein “way of eating” for diabetics, and it has resulted in a week of blood sugars no higher than 149. I’ve had to give up a lot…like no fruit, no grains, no milk, no sweets…basically everything that tastes good, but it has made a huge difference. I am actually in control, and it feels pretty damn good.

I registered for the Chicago Marathon today. It’s official. I am going to try to qualify for a corral position so that I’m not grouped in with the mobs of people trying to cross the starting line. The last corral requires a half of 1:50:59…I can do that (at least I think I can). The plan is to kick the hell out of the Cleveland half and hopefully claim one of the 4,000 spots in the corral if they aren’t already taken. I want to see what I’m capable of, and I think a 4 hour marathon is something I can accomplish. If I want to get to Boston, I’d better start pushing my limits…

Kade is a freakin riot. Granted the kid makes me want to pull my hair out on a daily basis, but the stuff that comes out of his mouth is priceless. He always manages to tell Kyle all the things I wish he wouldn’t…like the fact that I forgot to buckle him into his booster seat while running errands, or that I fell asleep while Liv was taking a nap, or that I bought something or other that we didn’t really need. He keeps me honest.

Liv is the socialite of toddler storytime at the library. She goes around and welcomes all the babies with a hug and snotty kiss, asks them if they would like some juice or snacks, takes their coats and hats over to the corner, and proceeds to entertain everyone with her amusing circle dance that now includes hand motions. I have a feeling that I’m going to have my hands full with her. She just can’t get enough attention.

I’m getting all jittery and excited for my upcoming Chiago weekend. My mom and I are taking a trip to see my sister next weekend, and we are going to rock that town, or at least shake it a little bit. I cannot wait. I need this. Desperately. I just hope Kyle doesn’t kill me for leaving him with the kids for 2 days. I actually think he’s looking forward to the time alone with the kiddos. I just have to remember to buy him some scotch before I go.