Sunday, September 29, 2013

Last week in the CCM

Hola my favorite people!
How has your week been? Everything you hoped it to be? Great! We just got back from the temple but my week was pretty busy(don't worry, I'm in a better mood this week, sorry for the depressing stuff last week) here´s some good news. On friday I finally got my package. Praise heavens. Haha But seriously, the goldfish made my day and I have yet to open the pretzels because I'm saving them for a rainy day.

Where to begin? This week (on Sunday) was independence day in Mexico so on Saturday we had a ¨Mexican Fiesta¨ which you are probably wondering how we do so when missionaries aren't allowed to associate with the opposite sex, dance, listen to music and eat food outside the comedor. BUT luckily we were fortunate enough to have some dancers come and dance for us. It was pretty cool, I mean it was the first time I had ever seen a traditional Mexican dance and it was the first time I heard a traditional mexican song, also it was the first time we were allowed to be somewhat irreverent. The natives had a field day, they were going wild. Then on Sunday night we were required to stay out passed lights out to watch the president recite something. The only thing I understood was we were supposed to yell "VIVA!!" (live) whenever he said something. Obviously I just followed the crowd on this one. As a side note I played the piano in our zones sacrament meeting this week and I was terrified out of my mind.

My district also sang in the Tuesday night devotional and us personally sounded horrible, BUT the other districts combined with ours were great. The devotional was about the importance of the members and the missionaries working together as one. So guys, help the missionaries. Also this week while teaching one of our investigators I lead the discussion so high five to me because no one else knew what was going on! Haha oh well. You gotta learn somehow!

This is a moment my mom and grandma´s will hopefully be proud of (fingers crossed). One of the cleaning people moved a suitcase of Elder Tyson´s and basically ripped the front pocket (but not really pocket) of it off. He tried taping it so it wouldn't stay. I being the district mother I am (I am literally so sad that I am now defined as the mother) volunteered to try and hand sew it. Well, I did and it looks freaking awesome. So high five to me. Its sturdy enough to last him to Bolivia and hopefully after that. He was really grateful for it but also wanted to try sewing it with a shoelace. He literally stabbed holes in his suitcase and threaded a shoelace through it. I honestly don't know why boys do the things they do. But honestly I felt so accomplished and pretty proud of myself. Obviously it want professional, but it was dang good for a first-ish time.

So remember that one time I told you about the spin the bottle game? Well they gave it a new twist. If you got the sentence you were making up in bad grammar the other end of the bottle got to command you to do something. WELL. I fully regret making Elder Hill go sing in another class because he sook revenge and I had to dance/act like a monkey for a whole minute, in the hallway of our classroom building. They timed it. I actually gained a lot of respect from the elders but none the less the whole building thinks I'm a freak now.

Yesterday in TRC we didn't have any members show up again so we had to teach one another. After Hermana Lister and Elder Mastergeorge had rock paper scissors for five minutes who got to go first Elder Mastergeorge thought it would be cool if we split up companionships. So he taught with Hermana Lister and I taught with Elder Hansen. It was interesting and I'm pretty sure we broke the rules but shhhh no one has to know.

I'm also not sure if I ever told you about Elder Barnes? He was one of the 2 elders I flew here with and the first few weeks we basically became best friends. He lives in the same casa as my elders so he asked one of them to get my email because apparently he has a crush on me. Well he stopped talking to me after that so I was kinda sad. All the missionaries going to Chile left today because the transfers in their mission is all messed up. I wanted to say goodbye to him last night at dinner but I asked some friends I made from my casa (in his district, Hermana Porter and Hermana Muhan) if they thought that was a good idea and they thought so, apparently he wasnt going to go to dinner until they told him I was going to go talk to him, well he was so nervous that he left dinner before I talked to him. His hermanas were all writing the elders who were leaving notes so they told me to just write him a letter to tell him goodbye. I did. I basically told him that it was uncool of him to just avoid me but that I know hes gonna be a good missionary and to write me and stuff. The sisters doorbell ditched the elders and left the notes there last night. Apparently Elder Barnes had a excitement fit when he saw I wrote him a letter, he felt way bad and was hurrying to get his stuff packed so he could come say goodbye before our bus left to the temple. But if he didn't make he left a message with my elders (by the way the WHOLE house my district and his read that note). So we were sitting on the bus to go to the temple and the bus literally starts to pull away and he is right there on the sidewalk. He missed it. Haha he felt so bad I could tell. The elders told me that he was sorry and he was gonna write me and miss me and all this crazy stuff. It made me smile, but I was laughing so hard. I guess its hard being so great. Bahah!

 So yeah, that was my week. Haha I hope your week was good, thanks for writing me! I love you all!
Hermana Groves

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