I love my friends!

Wow...last night was so amazing. My good friend Kathy Lewis threw me a party for my birthday. It was so much fun. One of the most amazing things was that Joy (who is a lady from church who is very special to me) cooked me a wonderful meal for my party. I didn't even know about it...it was a birthday surprise! Kathy just told me at church that I didn't need to eat the meal after church because there was going to be food at the party...but I had no idea it was yummy Jamaican cooking by Joy! What a blessing!

She also had a poster up on the wall where people could write prayers and/or bible verses on it...that was also a really beautiful thing to read. It was framed with pictures of people who I love dearly!

Kanga also surprised me in church with a really really really beautiful gift. She had framed some pictures of me and kids from the church or squads and had the kids write their messages to me all around the pictures. SO BEAUTIFUL!

I truly am blessed.

Tomorrow Is My Birthday!

Guess what...guess what...guess what....TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yippee! I still love birthdays! Although I'm getting older...it is still just good fun!

It's funny...I've been thinking back over all my different birthdays...having a good laugh and such! There was the year that I cried...I don't even remember why. There was the year that my grandmother gave me the ugliest jeans ever known to man...they had 5 flys...two on the back, one on the front and one on each side. And to make matter worse I was in grade 6 and it was a roller skating party...and she wanted me to wear the ugly jeans...so I had to pack another pair of non-hideous jeans in a backpack and change when I got there.

Then there was the birthday that I had in Australia. It was only the second day of the school and noone believed me that it was my birthday...until Lorelle made me a nice Canadian Flag Birthday Cake. I wish I had taken a picture of that.

I also remember a year where it was freezing cold in Winnipeg and on my way home to my party...I decided to stick my tongue to the pole...and it got stuck...and I had to rip it off...and it was bleeding for my whole birthday party. And I didn't want to show my mom so I had to try to pretend nothing had happend...she figured it out!

Every year I throw myself about 10 parties...but this year I think I'm keeping it down to 5 or 6! I can't wait!

That's all for now!