This will be my last week with Hermana Krout. I am so sad and really trying to enjoy every last minute I get with her. It is weird being with a missionary who is ending. She keeps telling me that when she goes home she is going to watch North and South, just to torture me. She is nervous and excited to go home. She can't wait to see her family.
This week as been pretty good as far a missionary work. We had our interviews with President and they went pretty well. We got to talk a lot about the needs of our area--which I definitely felt like I needed guidance. He said we should really focus on helping the youth stay strong. I totally agree, especially when I think back to the huge influence my leaders and President Ostler have had on my life. That is such a critical time. We were given permission to take young women out to teach with us. Mostly we just want to spend some good TLC time with them to get to know their life and their needs. I am really excited. All the young women here are adorable and they are just thrilled that they can come out with us too.
Christina's boyfriend is in town is in town, so obviously we haven't seen too much of her. Sister Krout is totally offended, but really it is just a part of life. It doesn't bother me at all. We've talked to her on the phone a few times and she is just giddy. It is funny to listen to her. She can't focus and she is always giggling. Oh, I have not been around that for so long. But fortunately, we will be able to meet him tomorrow if all goes well.
We also got bikes this past week. Don't worry, we still have the car, but do to the increaseingly limited number of miles available, we needed another form of transportation. It has been a big ordeal. The bikes are of course very old and worn. We had to buy new seats because Oh my goodness they were uncomfortable and one was extremely wobbly. We had to install those seats with the limited tools we own. Two random screw drivers and a small set of pliers. We also had to invest in helmets and an air pump. (Family I know you never thought you would see the day). Can I just say it is HARD to ride in a skirt. Can't wear a skirt too short, obviously. Too long and it will get caught in the wheel. Not too fast or your skirt will flap in the wind. Oh, it is difficult. I have found that to get on and off I have to tilt the bike and get it low to the ground. It works much better that way. We did our first trial run in our neighborhood at night. We thought we would have more privacy. It was definitely a good idea. Our neighbors love to tease us and the elders just had a hoot when we pulled up to church on our new sweet rides. But I like it. Sister Krout and I just play it up and say that anyone who comments about our wheels or whistles at us is our very own Paparazzi.
We've been so blessed this last week and seen some good progress with some of our less-active members. I have never been so busy in all of my mission. And I have never had so much fun.
Well, I've got to go. I love you all and pray for you.
Hermana Palmer
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