The World Is Ending AGAIN!

Greg's younger brother is in town from Michigan.  So Greg's older brother came from California with his kids to visit.  We had a lovely day at Greg's mom's.  It was in the seventies yesterday!!!

The kids love seeing their cousins.  They are really great, fun kids.  Greg's brother and sister-in-law have homeschooled their kids for most of their school years.  Claire is in her junior year and wants to be an E.R. nurse.  She volunteers in the ICU at her local hospital.

The three sons had riveting conversations about the state of the world.

You cannot imagine how fun is it for me to be with a rabid bunch of Republicans all day.  The only thing better than one Greg, is three Gregs, right?  I'm the only member of the S family who leans to the left, making election years really special.

It's possible my eyes rolled back so far in my head listening to their political banter, I've had a convulsion and a brain aneurysm.

 Sometimes I can't help myself and say stuff like, "You don't think companies should have to pay for birth control pills?  I think the government should hand out birth control for free at Walmart."

My opinion is validated daily when I drive up to school and park next to this bad ass ride.  But, you know, maybe this dude should have 27 kids.  What do I know?

I will tell you.  I learned from Mark that the world is ending again on December 21st of this year because the solar system is aligning and the Mayan's calendar ends, so that is it.  Nobody knows what is going to happen.  The planet could turn upside down.  The aliens might come back once their portal is open.  Our atmosphere might evaporate.  Maybe all three will happen at the same time.

The Official Countdown
If the world's ending in 9 months, doesn't this mean we don't need birth control pills at all?


There you have it.  I've solved another crisis.  If anyone's looking for me, I'll be stockpiling pomegranate jelly and Spam and waiting for the aliens to return.  I'm only going to save Rico Suave and his 27 kids, so don't ask to get in my underground bunker.  I'm out of room.