Toosday, sorry, Twosday, (Tewsday?) was full of The Woes of Elder Boling.
Thursday was Christmas. No, wait, it was Halloween. No? Still not right? Let's see. Oh yes, it must have been Columbus Day, because we celebrated people coming over to America from Europe, and Columbus did just that. I talked with this family who seems to be insane for the most part. Not to go into details, but the parents seem to have forced two of their kids to move to Idaho, where they were starving. Perhaps it was the plethora of children; I counted at least ten or eleven, plus some other relatives in the household. Maybe they thought that by sending a couple of their kids away, they would have some more resources to take care of their children still at home.
Sometimes, being robbed is just part of being a missionary.
Last week Matthew was "outed" as a pianist. His ward only got to enjoy his music for two weeks, and he's moving out!
It's been quite the week.
Thursday, the Sisters had their car broken into - someone smashed a window in and stole some clothes and other stuff. Honestly, I'm a little surprised that doesn't happen a lot more around here.
Tuesday, we got our tire repaired because we got a screw in it.
National weather summary for this weekend:
Kalama: Wondering if you will need to use the wood stove
Houston: The bishopric takes off their suitcoats because it's too warm.
Tuesday, we went bowling. I somehow managed to bowl three strikes in a row.
Every time I type the word "bowling", I instinctively capitalize it...
Because Monday was Columbus Day, P-day was moved to Tuesday.
Tuesday was just one of "those days" where every house we knocked on either no on answered, or they rejected us. It was also really hot - it was the hottest it's been ever since June. (why was June the hottest month this year? I hath no idea.)