Erik and I went to Sasquatch! It was a lot of fun. The weather was much nicer than I expected and I was pleasantly surprised by some of the bands we saw. As anticipated, Tegan and Sara were awesome!! So were Flight of the Conchords! So great!
On Tuesday I went to work with Erik. He was facilitating the high ropes course at Warm Beach Camp. I got to stop people after they went on the swing, bring them the ladder to climb up on, unclip them and help them down. Erik was trying to convince me all day to go on the course with him, but I am TERRIFIED of heights. Who would have thought? I haven't always been, but it developed somewhere in my life. I know that you are entirely safe and that if the course was 5 ft off the ground it would be pitiful, but I am still very uncomfortable with being 30 ft off the ground. All day I watched kids romp around the course, but I was still adamant that I was not going to join them. Finally at 9:00pm I was pressured into going up there. All the kids were gone so it was just me and Erik up there with his two work buddies on the ground. It was still light when we started, but by the time we were done it was a fair bit darker and my depth perception was failing me so I missed the wires a couple times. I was not impressed. I even cried at one point (just a little bit... tears just welled up in my eyes then went away).
I think it's a bad idea to do the course with someone you know. What I mean is that if I did it with a facilitator that I didn't know then my only picture of who they were would be this hero who conquers the high ropes course all day every day. It is easy to blindly trust a person who you only know in the context of what you are doing. It is much harder to trust your fiance. Well, I trust Erik, but I don't have this distorted picture of him being the high ropes guru. I know who he is and I have no problem telling him to "Shut up!" or saying "No I don't need to stop and breathe I need to finish and get down!" or "Get away from me! Don't touch me! I'm trying to breathe!" I didn't have to pretend that I wasn't scared and that I was confident. I was allowed to be pathetic... and pathetic I was.
I finished though. Hallelujah!
Here are some random pictures from the past couple weeks.
At Erik's grandparent's house at 5:00am.
Christopher and Justin at Zachary's baseball game.
On the way home from Erik's grandparent's one day.
Grandma Lea without her wig.
