I haven't been quite pleased with the weather the last few
days. I love rain, but I wish it would be more consistent. We've been wearing
our rain jackets because it has rained off and on, but most of the time we're
wearing jackets when it's dry. On Saturday morning we knew it was a little cold
so we walked instead of biked to test the conditions. After lunch we decided we
could bike to go see someone. It was windy riding and as soon as we talked with
the person we wanted to talk to it started to rain. So we biked home to drop
off our bikes. It rained really hard. We walked the rest of the day but it
never rained as much as it had while we were biking. The clouds have been
sparse. Generally I like some rain better than no rain but the inconsistency
gets annoying as a missionary.
But the weather has been warm enough that the very final snow pile in our area was tiny on Saturday and completely gone yesterday. Therefore I can assume we are out of the woods as far as deep snow goes so I hopefully should send home my boots today. And if I do get transferred this week (and I really don't know what will happen) I'll send something else home next week. I have one month in which I can acquire new possessions and then I have to start sending stuff home. If I don't get transferred this week I can assume that my next area is my last.
If I do stay, we have a place to call home on Mother's Day. We spent Easter with this family, and we had dinner about 4:00, so that's probably about when we'll be over there, FYI.
In December I got new insoles from Mr. Mac. One of the brands was called Florsheim. I put the insoles in probably about two months ago and the Florsheim insoles are already worn. I've wanted to get new soles for my Rockports[1] but without a car I'm at the mercy of the other missionaries, and I didn't want to risk this week sending them in in case I do get transferred.
That book you bought sounds intriguing.[2] In an interview with President Clark in February he told me to forget all about vampires and werewolves and such, saying such an interest is unhealthy, but I don't understand how it's different than anything else.[3] Now, as a missionary, my thoughts should be Gospel thoughts, but that book sounds cool when I get home.
We got a new ward mission leader yesterday, which is good, since we've lacked one.[4] I feel that I have lived up to the challenge of leaving the area better than I found it, but there's still a lot of improvement. The only people we're consistently teaching as far as investigators go are kids who have less-active parents. I don't understand it: The parents have testimonies and they want their kids baptized, but when Sunday morning rolls along, they don't come, even when they said the night before they'll be there. That's a frustration. We're also teaching several less-active people, who generally are living the Gospel--except taking the sacrament. It's a veritable frustration.
I can't think of anything else at the moment. I'm almost caught up with writing people back so maybe soon I'll be able to write snail mail home again. Maybe not.
Love,
Elder Melville
But the weather has been warm enough that the very final snow pile in our area was tiny on Saturday and completely gone yesterday. Therefore I can assume we are out of the woods as far as deep snow goes so I hopefully should send home my boots today. And if I do get transferred this week (and I really don't know what will happen) I'll send something else home next week. I have one month in which I can acquire new possessions and then I have to start sending stuff home. If I don't get transferred this week I can assume that my next area is my last.
If I do stay, we have a place to call home on Mother's Day. We spent Easter with this family, and we had dinner about 4:00, so that's probably about when we'll be over there, FYI.
In December I got new insoles from Mr. Mac. One of the brands was called Florsheim. I put the insoles in probably about two months ago and the Florsheim insoles are already worn. I've wanted to get new soles for my Rockports[1] but without a car I'm at the mercy of the other missionaries, and I didn't want to risk this week sending them in in case I do get transferred.
That book you bought sounds intriguing.[2] In an interview with President Clark in February he told me to forget all about vampires and werewolves and such, saying such an interest is unhealthy, but I don't understand how it's different than anything else.[3] Now, as a missionary, my thoughts should be Gospel thoughts, but that book sounds cool when I get home.
We got a new ward mission leader yesterday, which is good, since we've lacked one.[4] I feel that I have lived up to the challenge of leaving the area better than I found it, but there's still a lot of improvement. The only people we're consistently teaching as far as investigators go are kids who have less-active parents. I don't understand it: The parents have testimonies and they want their kids baptized, but when Sunday morning rolls along, they don't come, even when they said the night before they'll be there. That's a frustration. We're also teaching several less-active people, who generally are living the Gospel--except taking the sacrament. It's a veritable frustration.
I can't think of anything else at the moment. I'm almost caught up with writing people back so maybe soon I'll be able to write snail mail home again. Maybe not.
Love,
Elder Melville
Just a thought
With Allie around you could get a Snoopy shower curtain for
both of us! (I kind of doubt they make them, though)[5]
wow…
We are allowed two hours at the library and most of the
missionaries like to use all two, which can be boring. I was looking at old
blog posts from before I left. I had forgotten how fat I was! I had a
significant double chin but I don't really anymore.
[1]
The bottoms of my shoes were severely worn down.
[2] My
mom wrote, “I bought a book for you the other day (actually I got it free with
my teacher points from Scholastic.) It is called The Graveyard Book.
It is a story about a boy raised in a graveyard by all sorts of dead people and
some other sort of dead people. I know it won't be mission reading, but I
thought it was right up your alley for when you get home. He doesn't mind
the dark or the cold. Like some other boy I know.”
[3] I
had this obsession with vampires and werewolves; I was internally emo. I wanted
to be a vampire so I could be scary, but not evil. My companion had told the
mission president that I was a little different because I wanted to be a
vampire, and he had this conversation with me.
[4]
That ward mission leader designed this electric Doritos logo.
[5] My
mom wrote, “I haven't picked a new shower curtain for your bathroom but I
promise not to go too wild or wildlife-y. With Allie here I can't promise
no princesses :)”
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