Valerie Bertinelli and other stuff

Valerie Bertinelli joins us on the show tomorrow.

Call me crazy, but I'm fairly certain she won't be wearing that bikini...though the guys are still giddy. My co-host, Jim, made a comment that he might be the one to wear such a thing, but let's hope he's kidding.

Meanwhile, it's Crazytown around the house, where one child is recovering from the flu, and since Saturday has asked repeatedly, 'Mom, will I be sick tomorrow?' As if the little flu fairy slaps an end date on the virus, similar to the date stamped on the bag of deli turkey in our fridge. I tell him no, yet he found himself still feeling ill the following morning and told me I lied.

Ok then. So much for being optimistic.

On a different note, we've been having trouble keeping my little one in bed, long before the flu bug hit, which results in several getups after we tuck him in, though I believe I solved the problem. I told our 4-year-old that for every time he gets out of bed to come pet the dog, say goodnight a fourth time, or rub antibiotic cream on a scar that doesn't exist, Santa takes a gift out of his bag and puts in it Joey's bag down the street.

His response? 'Who's Joey?'

Who knows, but I'll bet he's sleeping.