The last two days.

Friday morning when me and Ethan were playing Halo (I was kicking his ass btw) we got a phone call from my mother saying she was at the hospital. My head immediately raced to the kids...which one fell? What happened? Were they fighting, playing, car accident? But it wasn't any of them...it was Ethan's mom.

She had a heart attack. Lucky enough, she never takes her phone out of her pocket, and dialed my house. My mom called the ambulance and was brought to the hospital. From there, they brought her to LA (where I am now). She's not overweight and she's the healthiest eater I know. She's a smoker and that's what brought this on.

Don't smoke, ever. Please? I've seen it do terrible things to so many people.

She's okay. She had bypass surgery and the doctor said everything will heal great. But it scared

us. Scared us all....this was completely preventable.

And I've learned I suck at comforting people. It is a tad bit awkward, but now I know how he felt all last summer with me.

I figured I'd let you all know. I'm probably heading up home tomorrow to see my family and then I leave again Monday. I'm so sick of flying/traveling. I spend way to much time off the ground. Never a dull moment.