herro everyoneee,
first off, let me just say: happy 2012! supposedly the world is ending this year, so i suggest you all start repenting and reading your scriptures and stuff. as a missionary,it's my duty to warn. so there you have it--you've been warned. anyway, how crazy is it that it's 2012? in reflecting on the year 2011, i have to laugh a bit, because it was last january where i was asking myself the question "should i go on a mission?" and voila, january 2012, here i am a third of the way into said mission. crrraaaaaaaazzzzyyyyyy. here's hopin' that 2012 will be a good one.
anyway, we just got back from the best pday activity ever!!! going to a birthday party at the pool! oh wait, did i say the best pday activity ever? because i actually meant THE WORST!!!! do you know how awful it is to be sitting next to a pool, in a skirt, on a blazing humid and hot day watching everyone swimming while you sit there, hating your life? IT'S THE WORST! why my companion thought that this would be an enjoyable way to spend pday is totally beyond me. whatever, now i'm sittingin front of a fan doing my emails, so alls well that ends well i guess. (grumble grumble stupid pool stupidpeople that are allowed to swim grumble i'm not bitter)
back to new years (can you tell i'm scatterbrained??)--it was actually pretty fun. although we had to be in back in our house at 9:00, we got permission from our mission president to stay up until midnight to watch the fireworks. and we have a reallygood view from our house so we got a good show. and we just sat out on the terrace and played the guitar and ukelele (i'm getting pretty good, just so you know, but apparently my sense of rhythm is seriously lacking because when i play i may or may not sound occasionally handicapped--but i'm workingon it) and ate food and drank martinelli's. so that was cool. but then on sunday church started at 7:30 which was pretty uncool. and since it was january 1st on sunday, out of our three wards only2 of our investigators came to church. bleh. in one of our wards this past sunday there was a couple visiting from the cook islands (part of new zealand, so they speak english) and i got to translate for them. dude, translating is hard! my brain was all mixed up and didn't know what the heck language i was trying to speak. and then when people would start speaking french i would just listen for like 30 seconds and then remember that i was supposed to be translating and i was like ah crap and would try to catch up. and i'm pretty sure i was speaking a whole lot of franglais (french and english) sooo...whatever. it was fun and in the end, everyone was able to communicate which is the point right? right.
this week we had another service project where we went and planted a garden at a potential investigator's house. it was actually pretty cool because when we started, the dad wasn't there. the second day when we went back to finish, the dad was there and he started talking to us and was like "i'm catholic and pretty involved in my own religion, but i gotta say that this is just a miracle!" and started telling us about how a few weeks earlier he was talking to some members and how they were telling him about planting gardens, putting together 72 hour kits, being prepared, etc. etc. and he had thought to himself about how he wanted to do that, but he didn't know how. and then bam! he comes home one day and there's a garden started in his backyard! he was super into it and wanted us to teach him how to plant and take care of it and stuff. hopefully we have enough of a confidence built up between us that we can commit him to take the lessons. we'll see what happens--we're supposed to go back tomorrow.
anyway. as fun/weird/hard as the holidays were here, i'm kind of glad that they're over, because maybe now we can actually get back to the normal groove. i think i said this last week, but lessons are hard to come by during the holidays. we got a bunch of references for people to teach but all of themwere for after the holidays. but! now we can go find them. i'm anxious to get back into days filled with lessons. when we don't have lessons, life just becomes really heavy and i hate that. so here's to a new year and a new chance to digin our heels and get down to business.
welp that's pretty much all i got for now. transfers will potentially be happening in maybe 3 weeks or so. i'm never quite sure when transfers happen. but, whatevs. i kinda hope that i will get to be on a bike soon (i know i'mgoing to regret saying that after my first day out on a bike) so i can stop feeling so dang faaaat all the time. the car has its perks, for sure. but i feel like missionary work is better on a bike--easier to stop and talk to people. anyway, we'll see what happens.
alright i love you all and think you're all great. i wish everyone a very happy new year!
first off, let me just say: happy 2012! supposedly the world is ending this year, so i suggest you all start repenting and reading your scriptures and stuff. as a missionary,it's my duty to warn. so there you have it--you've been warned. anyway, how crazy is it that it's 2012? in reflecting on the year 2011, i have to laugh a bit, because it was last january where i was asking myself the question "should i go on a mission?" and voila, january 2012, here i am a third of the way into said mission. crrraaaaaaaazzzzyyyyyy. here's hopin' that 2012 will be a good one.
anyway, we just got back from the best pday activity ever!!! going to a birthday party at the pool! oh wait, did i say the best pday activity ever? because i actually meant THE WORST!!!! do you know how awful it is to be sitting next to a pool, in a skirt, on a blazing humid and hot day watching everyone swimming while you sit there, hating your life? IT'S THE WORST! why my companion thought that this would be an enjoyable way to spend pday is totally beyond me. whatever, now i'm sittingin front of a fan doing my emails, so alls well that ends well i guess. (grumble grumble stupid pool stupidpeople that are allowed to swim grumble i'm not bitter)
back to new years (can you tell i'm scatterbrained??)--it was actually pretty fun. although we had to be in back in our house at 9:00, we got permission from our mission president to stay up until midnight to watch the fireworks. and we have a reallygood view from our house so we got a good show. and we just sat out on the terrace and played the guitar and ukelele (i'm getting pretty good, just so you know, but apparently my sense of rhythm is seriously lacking because when i play i may or may not sound occasionally handicapped--but i'm workingon it) and ate food and drank martinelli's. so that was cool. but then on sunday church started at 7:30 which was pretty uncool. and since it was january 1st on sunday, out of our three wards only2 of our investigators came to church. bleh. in one of our wards this past sunday there was a couple visiting from the cook islands (part of new zealand, so they speak english) and i got to translate for them. dude, translating is hard! my brain was all mixed up and didn't know what the heck language i was trying to speak. and then when people would start speaking french i would just listen for like 30 seconds and then remember that i was supposed to be translating and i was like ah crap and would try to catch up. and i'm pretty sure i was speaking a whole lot of franglais (french and english) sooo...whatever. it was fun and in the end, everyone was able to communicate which is the point right? right.
this week we had another service project where we went and planted a garden at a potential investigator's house. it was actually pretty cool because when we started, the dad wasn't there. the second day when we went back to finish, the dad was there and he started talking to us and was like "i'm catholic and pretty involved in my own religion, but i gotta say that this is just a miracle!" and started telling us about how a few weeks earlier he was talking to some members and how they were telling him about planting gardens, putting together 72 hour kits, being prepared, etc. etc. and he had thought to himself about how he wanted to do that, but he didn't know how. and then bam! he comes home one day and there's a garden started in his backyard! he was super into it and wanted us to teach him how to plant and take care of it and stuff. hopefully we have enough of a confidence built up between us that we can commit him to take the lessons. we'll see what happens--we're supposed to go back tomorrow.
anyway. as fun/weird/hard as the holidays were here, i'm kind of glad that they're over, because maybe now we can actually get back to the normal groove. i think i said this last week, but lessons are hard to come by during the holidays. we got a bunch of references for people to teach but all of themwere for after the holidays. but! now we can go find them. i'm anxious to get back into days filled with lessons. when we don't have lessons, life just becomes really heavy and i hate that. so here's to a new year and a new chance to digin our heels and get down to business.
welp that's pretty much all i got for now. transfers will potentially be happening in maybe 3 weeks or so. i'm never quite sure when transfers happen. but, whatevs. i kinda hope that i will get to be on a bike soon (i know i'mgoing to regret saying that after my first day out on a bike) so i can stop feeling so dang faaaat all the time. the car has its perks, for sure. but i feel like missionary work is better on a bike--easier to stop and talk to people. anyway, we'll see what happens.
alright i love you all and think you're all great. i wish everyone a very happy new year!
