Who's Who.
NAMES THAT CROP UP:
Chris.
Handsome husband who told me what a blog was in the first place and encouraged me to start one about diabetes. His enthusiasm for exercise is apparently contagious. He asked me to marry him and I happily said yes.
NBF.
AKA "Nurse Best Friend."
My best friend for years. The girl is like family.
My best friend for years. The girl is like family.
Batman.
My other best buddy. She's my concert going, photography loving, brunette voice of reason.
Darrell and Courtney.
My brother and sister, respectively. Darrell is my big brother and the father of two adorable kiddos. Courtney is my kid sister and easily the nicest person I know.
My mother. She is to blame for making me the well-adjusted diabetic I am today.
Dad.
My father. He is to blame for my fiery temper and my love for the written word.
The six other girls I lived with in college, collectively and affectionately known as the Roommates.
AND NOW THE STUPID ARMY OF CATS
Abby.
Obese cat with enormous paws and a penchant for sleeping on my head. 
Siah.
AKA Siah Sausage, Sweege, Linda
Small gray lump of furry mess who stands on the toilet while I blow dry my hair in the morning and yells at me. She's perceived as "adorable" but is in fact "annoying."
Prussia the Cat.
Chris's cat. I am not responsible for her unfortunate name. She's the only skinny one of the trio.
