Since tomorrow is supposed to be the last day of the world as we know it according to some Californian mathematician/religious folk, I have spent the last 30 seconds pondering what should be my post.

My conclusion is as I glanced at this wacko guy’s mathematical formula, it looks like something I would have put together my Freshman year of college after too many “shooters;” hence, my repeating Math 101  three times…I kid you not.  I learned early on you can drop the class without any penalties if you do it at the exact right time.  Timeliness…it’s a gift.

So what do I want to be my final message?

1)      Love one another.  Well, the world is supposed to be gone, so axe that one.

2)      Family is everything…not bad, except for those of you who have crazy families that do terribly bad things to you and you should have never been dealt such an awful hand.

3)      I hope all planning on spending their afterlife in heaven, get there!

Let’s start there…Heaven!!  Ahhh!! So many different religions and viewpoints of what Heaven or Nirvana is.  Who will get to go there, and if you go there, will you know that you are there, and will you know anyone?  So many questions that apparently will be answered tomorrow (Saturday) at 6:00pm.  Are we ready for all these answers?

I mean… since I was a young girl I always assumed that if I made it to heaven, I would have unlimited quantities of ice cream and toppings for eternity.  My only adult change to that list is I will not gain a pound or care how I look.  The opposite being if I don’t make it through the pearly gates, that they offer infinite ice cream as well because of the uncomfortably warm conditions.  These are the things I think of when I can’t fall asleep…

I’m not counting on this catastrophe tomorrow, so I am still scheduling my writing schedule for the next few months.  After all, I have the Erma Bombeck convention to attend next April and I am NOT letting something measly like the end of the world get in the way of me not attending another one!