Oh Boy.

Hello! It's me again!
On Sunday we went to a place called Val Cartier about half an hour drive from our house. All I heard about this prior to was that it had something to do with sliding down mountains on tubes. So I was clearly scared and skeptical. But this proved to be exactly true!! You seriously grab a tube, and then sit on another tube connected to a pullie system that pulls you up multiple hills to all these different tube courses all with different shapes and bumps and heights and difficulties.
Now, I'm putting this out there right now.
I am afraid of heights and speed.
And I have never tubed before.
And I went on one amusement park ride once when I was 15 and screamed like a baby.
So this was intense for me.
But let me all put it out there that...
I WENT ON EVERY SINGLE EXTREME DIFFICULTY COURSE IN THAT PARK!
I was seriously so proud of myself and the course I ran the most was called the Himalayas, and the worst one of all was... THE EVEREST.
Okay, just that name... gives off the stench of fear. Come on now, Everest is the tallest mountain like, ever... so basically this consists of multiple sets of stairs to get to the this high platform, and then you sit on your tube and basically slide down 110 ft STRAIGHT DOWN on an ice slide that turns into a snow course. 4 people can go at once. (These people are also clearly photoshopped onto this image because no-one is capeable of coming down Everest with such joyful expressions, usually they ranged more from, 'am I still alive?' and 'did I pee my pants?'

Feast your eyes on that nasty thing.
So I decide that it will be my mission by the end of the day to go down this crazy ride and so me and Sara(h) Squared and Kate ventured up those stairs. But I seriously started hyperventilating half way up. Every flight of stairs I went up, I could not even believe there were more to climb up... and I could see the back of the slide and how it only started still above my head. But they somehow coaxed me to the top and since there was no line, we seriously had no time to think because the very COLD workers at the top of everest chose what order we were going to, shoved Sara into her tube, me into mine, Sarah behind me and Kate last. I held onto Sarah's boots for dear life, closed my eyes, leaned back and seriously prayed for my life. The only reason I was able to actually go on this ride is because the employees gave me no choice, and I couldn't see the view because Sara was in front of me.
But OH MY GOODNESS. Why do people define plumeting down 110 ft straight as FUN? Nauseating, sure... freightning, okay, horrifically disturbing, acceptable... but fun? I seriously was falling through the air straight down, so fast that I could barely hold onto Sarah's boots, the only thing connecting me to the rest of them. Scariest like 10 seconds of my life seriously. Once I hit the snow track I was alright and once the ride ended, I seriously lay there and stared at the sky... regrouping myself to make sure I was still concious and that the ride was not an out of body experience, and then got up, ran around in circles giving them highfives and screaming 'I did it!'
Anyhow.. minor achievement of the week.. :P
Not too much is going on, I'm house managing again. (Again I know right?) With Ryan, and the much appreciated help of Sarah.
We all went skating on Saturday night, and when I got home, I was slightly frustrated so I came home and had an amazing chat with my wonderful mother, and she suggested how to make some homemade, inexpensive Reese's Peanut Butter cups.
Listen carefully, this is what you do.
You get some ritz crackers...
You smear on a generous helping of peanut butter...
and then you dip in melted chocolate and refridgerate.
Badda boom badda bing!

And ladies and gentleman, it's a huge crowd pleaser, because before I took this picture there was 4 levels above this one!! And Jared's '3 per person' turned into '5 since no-one is paying attention.'
After we made that goodness, we proceeded to make the best pizza in the existance of pizza ever. Extreme veggie, and extreme meat by Stephane's request. Don't even pretend like you've seen a better looking pizza.


OOOOOOH Baby!
And since me and Sarah won the french scavenger hunt last week, our lovely french teacher brought the anglophones a dessert of my choosing. NAIMO BARS! I seriously thought she would have swung past the grocery store on her way over but instead she made them from scratch! They were seriously so tastey, but what can I say, they were made by the hands of the French.
Our French lessons continue to be extremely interesting as today we translated a song and did a fashion show where we took turns announcing eachothers marvelous clothing combinations. Don't even deny the fashion sense that is seeping out of these photographs.

No big, I wear PJs, backwards dresses, and sweater scarfs all the time. People wish they had enough style to pull it off like I do.. in these photographs you can also see clearly, how sick I am recently. I have a cold, big time, and hopefully I can get over it before billeting!!! (Which starts Friday evening!!!)
On the schedule for tomorrow, I'm making potato cakes and ceaser salad for supper I think, and more house managing type business. Mostly with Sarah though, because my fellow house manager decided to ditch out on his responsibilities. But WHO CARES I'm getting used to this house managing solo style thing. Been there, done that, I'm pretty much a solo house managing veteran by now!! We also get to hear who our billet families are and have guided relaxation led by isaac..
I also got my cell phone charger mailed back to me by my lovely Jessica, (:
AAAAAND huge shoutout to Mommy, I love you so much. I wish I could be there with you. Only 6 more weeks and you can have your baby back!
xoxoxo, thanks for staying tuned to my Katima Life. (: Have a good couple of days!