So, I'm feeling much better. I just have lingering cough that causes trouble sometimes. And It feels so good to be out and about and teaching again. Loosing you voice is frustrating when you job is talking to people all day long.
Even though we've been inside all the time (we've contacted a grand total of 3 people in the past two weeks) we feel like we're making huge progress. We're seeing our investigators often, even if we can't seem to get lessons in. We' have 4 new investigators in the past 5 days. (Don't look at me, I don't know where they came from) We've tracked down some formers as well. I'm so thrilled to be working again, and our teaching pool is a baker’s dozen, full sized, and full of potential.
I might have at some point mentioned that the English sisters and us (we call each other "the sisters' and "the hermanas", in case I get confused) built a snowman a while back. (Pictures will get to you at some point.) But the snow didn’t roll up like normal, so we ended up making a pile and packing it into the shape we wanted. In fact, the snow here is so much like that, that sister Murphy, who is from California, is convinced that when we talk about rolling up a snowball, we're making a joke, and that rolling a snowball doesn't work at all - It's something we made up. Well it snowed yesterday, so we're the right kind of snow, so we can show her how to make a snowball the "right way."
In other news, Hermana Lockwood and I have come to the conclusion that we don't know how to shop... or eat, for that matter. Any and all suggestions for missionary recipies and shopping hints are welcome. That said, all in all, we're better off than the Sisters or the Elders of our district, because they have been this whole week without a fridge. Wish them luck.
Love you all, miss you all, and I think I'll be very happy to come home.
Sincerely,
Hermana Maren Jones.
