I choose Friday.

Last night I made the mistake of watching a special on December 21, 2012. I knew I shouldn’t have, but just like when I was little and would love to freak myself out watching hours of Unsolved Mysteries and Rescue 911, I was glued to the TV. People are taking this event pretty serious. 2012 that is, not the cases from Unsolved Mysteries, although I do still wonder whatever happened to Mary the ghostly hitch hiker... Oh the days of reenactment television.

But 2012 is the main topic searched on Google right now. People all over the world are building underground forts and secret houses in the mountains in preparation for this day. I’m thinking I’d rather take my chances with 2012, do these people not watch TV? Um Tremors, hello?! The crazy snake creatures that live under ground that feed on the flesh of people. Or what about The Hills Have Eyes? Or even The Hills? I don't know which would be worse, living with the crazy inbreds or Lauren Conrad "You know what you did! You know what you did!"

But what I can't figure out, is what exactly the paranoid people from the 2012 special are hiding from. If the planet is going to face destruction because of something to do with the alignment of the sun wouldn’t that affect underground, as well? Or if the planet is going to face destruction because of earthquakes I certainly think that would affect the ground even more. I shouldn’t watch shows like this because they only leave me more confused. And who are these so called “Mayans” anyway? Why are we basing our future off of a calendar from hundreds of years ago? If these people were so smart why didn’t they leave behind more than just a calendar and a cool resort in Mexico?

On to more important things. Like the fact it’s Friday, Friday, Friday. Party’n, party’n yeah. Today I am so lucky as to get to spend a greater part of my day in Emporia, Kansas. Like all the other towns I get to visit, this one is just as awesome. I see more and more why Kansas is often referred to as God’s country... It's because all along the interstate there are signs that say "Choose God, Or Live in Eternal Regret!" "Choose His way, the Only way!" My favorites are the anti abortion ones, "When you have an abortion, something inside you dies." Yeah, we got that. "Choose life, your mom did." And for all we know mom might have chose a few aborts, as well. That's bad. But sometimes I think the pro life people, which may or may not be myself, should keep their condescending signs to themselves. Why don't we see more pro choice signs? "Choose for yourself, we don't give a damn." "Choose a puppy then decide."

But anyway, Chris and I are lucky enough to have friends coming to visit us here in God’s country this weekend. Good ol Aj Meecom and Katherine Rolfsmeyer are coming on a little vacay to Topeker. It’s sure to be a good time! The weather is gorgeous, the Masters are on TV, and I think there might be a little Westboro Picket we could take our visitors to. I’m just supposed to email Shirls for the deets. All I know is the second Kate walks in my door it will be cocktail time. So I'm really hoping she gets here soon. Because for now, I'm choosing Friday. Party'n party'n yeah.