Anyways this week was pretty packed. We had our interviews with president, and mine was like 2 minutes long, haha. I didn't have any issues and I still have my departing interview coming up anyways. Of course my companions took like 30 minutes each during theirs (every missionary does), so I had a lot of free time this week. The highlight of the week though was seeing Howie come to church! Howie is a returning member and we had been visiting him the whole transfer. He finally came to church again and absolutely loved it! It's amazing how much happier the gospel can make someone! On Sunday evening we also had a musical called our story goes on. It's a story about a few different families and they use different songs from musicals like les miserables and greatest showman. We got to go and it was absolutely amazing!! I almost (key word:almost) cried.
The funny stuff:
So I had to pick out 14 pictures from my mission for a little sideshow for the leaving missionaries, and it was really hard. The reason it was really hard was because in like 80% of the pictures I've taken, I'm making some face that is way too ugly to be considered funny. I've ruined every picture of Lunch at zone conference. I'm taking a bite of my food in every single picture. And half of my selfies are just me double chinning or making faces. The only formal pictures I have are the big group ones in zone conference. I hope president is OK with a picture of my district dabbing.
So I got an eyebrow kit, and I used the middle shade, but there was a black shade too and I was about to shower so I decided to put on the black eyebrow powder. It made my eyebrows look like Bert's from sesame street. Of course I had to share the misery, so I convinced my companions to do it with me and take pictures (wasn't too hard).
So when we were walking to the bus stop, a bee landed on my face, and it wasn't a normal bee. It was one of those massive, black and fuzzy, harbingers of death. It was like the size of a strawberry. Anyways I grabbed it, realized it was a bee, not a leaf, and slapped it off my face and ran away squeaking (I was too shocked to scream properly). To the bees credit, it didn't try to sting or chase me, it just kinda bumbled away. I bet it was laughing as it left too.
Sister Ott is so scared of bees. She doesn't go near them, and we were tracting and two of the houses had these bushes that were like 70% bee. She wouldn't go near it and she waited a house away while sister Songer and I tracted.
When we were tracting, we knocked a door and this little hand popped out of the mail slot. It was so funny. Then the mom asked us to come in, but she didn't really know English so it was really awkward, and at this point I'm just freaking out. Then the husband came home, and he was really nice. It turns out he had been taught by the elders before.
So we walked 8 miles..... Within like 2 hours. Our bus passes were expired and we decided to just renew them later and walk to one of the farther parts of our area. Then we got lunch, walked back, and died. We had our lunch and then the last 20 minutes of companionship study we listened to a talk. Nobody had any energy.
So we noticed that our trio is like the Powerpuff girls. Sister Songer is blossom because she has a pink raincoat and red hair, sister Ott is bubbles because she has a blue raincoat and blonde hair, and I'm like buttercup because I have a green raincoat and I'm always salty (my hair doesn't match buttercup unfortunately) (but my personality kinda does). Anyways we took some Powerpuff pictures in our raincoats.
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