I love roller-coasters! Any roller-coasters. When I was in Edmonton a couple weeks ago I went to go on the big roller-coaster in West Ed Mall, but it was closed. I felt like throwing myself on the floor like Avery does when she isn’t getting her own way, but my Mom promised a ride on the smaller one and I remembered my age and we went on that coaster instead. I’m starting to work out my fear scale.
Levels of Fear
- Roll Eyes
- Roll Eyes Twice
- Humf
- Laugh through my nose.
- Suck in air and then laugh
- Laugh out loud
- Laugh louder
- Laugh Maniacally until I can barely breathe!
- Scream like a girl. I know I am a girl, but I never scream like one. Just once or twice ever.
- Quietly say noodle noodle noodle with wide eyes and a pounding chest. Usually just in scary movies.
This weekend I was on a roller-coaster too, but it was more of an emotional one (didja like my segue?). One of my best friends ever is following the call of God on her life (her family too) and moving across the country to her home province of Quebec. We had a good bye dinner for them on Saturday and that was the first I let myself think about it. They leave next week. We had their darling little girl with us last week and it was a realy treat to have the happiest baby stay with us for the week. Now Im having to really think about the fact that they wont be here after next week. They had an open mic for people to tell stories, and some good ones were told. I got up there to say something about my best friend. Something whitty like how we are the best Lego video games duo. Or how we make eachother laugh. Or even something serious about how it is the biggest blessing to me when she prays for me in French and we can talk about stupid things or serious things. But what I actually said was something along the lines of “Im going to cry *insert tears and frog voice* I love you…mumble mumble mumble…I love you…mumble mumble choke mumble…I promise to come visit…mumble choke choke…I love you” I think that about sums it up.Real whitty Courtenay. Real profound. Such a great speaker you are Courtenay. It was a bit weird for me because I rarely don’t have something to say. It just hit me in that moment that my best friend is going to be moving on and headed out. I’m choked up about it just typing this. I’m so glad that they are following God’s call to preach the Gospel to the people of Quebec. Im really excited for them. Probably even more excited than sad, but It still hurts to lose such a great friend to so far a way. I’m also happy that this life is so short and that we will get to spend it hanging out in our Daddy’s Kingdom together Coco! J’taime!
Me and my pirates! Danielle on the left and Coco on the right!
Underwater!
Making Birthday Decorations.
Our Lego look-a-likes
Making Emily’s 2nd birthday cake!
Pro Baseball Player Coco!
Coco’s Birthday Sushi!
Our Auntie Coco! We will miss you!
Oh dang, now you’ve made me cry. And I’m losing my bench buddy, my pew pal, who’s moving to Penticton. “Change is good, donkey. Change is good, donkey. Change is good, donkey.” col
awwwwww, hugs hun!
Hard to move away or have friends move away.