Morgan's week of firsts

October 13, 2010

Oct 13, 2010 

Dear Family,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARKIE!!!!!!!!  I am putting together a package, but it will get there a bit late.  But have a happy 18! 

I am relieved to hear that Dad is finally back in the States and with Mom.  I can feel when we are all separated. Markie, glad to hear everything is going well with you.  I loved you story of meeting Kiersten in the creamery.  I will totally go Spring/Summer semester if you are there.  But I do want to tour a bit of Peru.

This email has to be shorter because 1) this computer is absurdly slow and 2) we are going bowling with the elders today.  By the way, Frisbee was really fun and I feel like I get along quite well with the elders now. 

This week was a strange.  I had some of the weirdest things happen to me.  Just odd little things. We called it my milestone week. 

 Sister Krout made a list for me:

 This last week was Sister Palmers milestone week. Every day we tried to find something that she had never done before or was just really random that would only happen to her. 

On Monday our district leaders showed us how to take real live lizards and wear them as earrings. It was pretty funny. She had never touched a lizard before let alone wear one as an earring.

On Tuesday She killed a cockroach without screaming!!!

Wednesday she played soccer which she had never played in her life, she also scored a goal.

Elder Visker, Roggeman, Mason, Snow, Hickens, Radmal, Sister Turaga and Palmer

Friday she was pinched in the bum by a 5 year old autistic boy named Luis. His older brothers told him to do it so he did.

Saturday we did 80 contacts in one day in one place

Sunday we reached foundation by the skin of our teeth. We couldn’t find anyone to teach a lesson so we had to do a phone lesson with Christina as a last resort.

Monday was a land mark week because she had gone a week without crying. 

 I think that analysis is pretty funny and accurate.  Don’t be concerned at the whole crying part.  It is actually rather funny.  I am just genetically cursed because my mom cries often, and my Dad when he does cry cannot stop.  I unfortunately am the fatal combination of them both.  Oh it makes me laugh.

Anyway, I have got to go.

I am loving my last weeks with Sister Krout.  Pray that I get a good companion next transfer. ; )

Hermana Palmer