mugs.

you know those really really big coffee cups. the ones with the giant handles. they're my favorite thing to drink out of. especially when it starts to get cold. with hot chocolate or tea is the best. seriously. dont they make you feel cozy in the winter? uhh yea. k heres the whole to do that has to go along with drinking out of a mug in the fall.

1. get some sweat pants.

2. a big t-shirt and sweatshirt.

3. high socks.

4. a big soft blanket to wrap up in.

5. the atmosphere either should be one of these things; at home watching a movie, sitting with friends, or in or outside of starbucks.

then comes the mug...
6. ok so you have to love the mug that you're drinking out of. it has to be "your type of mug". i haven't found the perfect one for me, but i'm still looking. i have lots of them at home that mom has bought or ones that she was given for a teacher's apprectiation gift but they're just not me. the mug up at the top is kelsey's mug, i've decided. i found it and thought that this would fit kels the best. it's getting to be that time when the leaves slowly start to change colors and you know that means that it's going to start to get cold. i'm ready for it. fall is my favorite. i love the days where i can stop and get my favorite white chocolate mocha on the way home from school. ohh or the pumpkin spice lattes (they brought those back), then you have the nights when you can go out and make a fire in the back yard, in my case, the back field, with "some mores". mmm i'm excited.

where it all seems to happen.

in the last 24 hours i have been running back and forth between forsyth hospital, my house, my grandparents house and classes. crazy. yesterday at 5:20 (10 minutes before i was to be at work) i got a phone call from my aunt, who said she needed to talk to my mom and after she said that, i heard one word, "hurry". my grandfather had been taken to the hospital. his pulse was in the 30's and there as a great possibility that he would go into cardiac arrest. if anyone knows me, they know that my family is pretty much the most important thing in my life. my parents are my first priority but after that, my grandparents, they are one of the most important things in my life. i didn't ask any questions, i drove into work and told them that they would have to find someone to cover my shift for the night. drove 80 mph all the way down I-40 (got to the hospital in literally 20 minutes). when i got there, i parked, prayed and walked in where i was given a visitor tag and escorted back to where my grandfather was. my mom was on her way and my aunt was already here to be with him. i hate walking through the hospital, let alone the emergency room. after about 12 turns through multiple hallways i finally got to the small room where my grandfather was and when i walked in, all i could see was his smile. they were monitoring his pulse and his blood pressure and around 9:45 last night, we were told that he would need to be admitted upstairs.

ok so on a side note, there is one thing you need to know about my family: my mom and grandfather-the wildest/loudest. my grandmother-the calm and collected one. my dad-the one who tries to act like he has everything under control, but under stress he begins to panic and me-well i'm somewhere in the middle. (this is to say, we are never really good at handling situations like this.)

so by the time the nurses unhook everything, we start upstairs and finally get him to where he can lay down. as my mom and grandma go outside to answer all kinds of questions about his previous and current health conditions, 11:30 had rolled around, and a small chinese lady had come into the room. she started to explain that her name was ayako and that she was going to be his nurse for the night. as she goes around the corner to get the rest of his paperwork, i look over at my grandfather and he says:

and i quote "uhhhhhhh i have no clue what she just said"

and as i sit here tonight in this big comfy blue chair in room 6148, i've realized something. anything that involves the health of my family, happens at this hospital. my cousin and i were both born here and my great grandmother passed away here. i know that he's going to be ok. it's just a waiting game, but for now, it gives me comfort just to be near him.