WHY IN THE WORLD IS EVERYONE GETTING MARRIED?!?!?!?!?!
Just wanted to get that out...
Becky, Liz, Kyle, Shareese, Caydee (already did it, but whatever...) who else haven´t I heard about yet?
I´m going to feel oh so very single when I get home. Oh well. Who cares. I expect photos and invitations people. I don´t care that I can´t come, I´ve just got to feel like maybe I´m a part of the party. At least for a moment.
I knew this would happen. Just didn´t sink in until it was happening, that´s all.
So this week was one of those tough ones. We are still working on the companionship unity thing. It´s kind of tough with three, but we´re getting there. We don´t fight or anything, we just aren´t best friends yet, and that makes it a little hard.
A couple of nights ago we had an adventure. We had to go pay a bill on the other side of the apartment building. I wanted to cut corners after word. So we went into one of the stair wells with the idea to go up to the roof and just cross into our apartment well. We get up to the roof, and there was a wall about chest high impiding our progress. So we decided to jump over it. Praying in gratitude that it was dark and no one could see us and also that the people in the apartment immediately below wouldn´t hear us, we all clammered over the wall on the roof. We then were laughing so hard that we could hardly walk and tried to make our way back down the stair well on the other side without falling on our faces. It was pretty exciting.
Reminded me of the time that me and Hermana Zenteno were trying to avoid the giant mud hole and submitted ourselves in to one of those grass things that separates the side walk only to find that on the other side there was thigh high barbed wire on the other side we had to jump. It was awesome. In skirts. Rock on.
Maybe the aren´t engagement or wedding pictures, but here you go people!
1. Us by the tuna in the grocery store.
2. The tattoo that I got from going to visit in the women´s jail in Quito. What an incredibly interesting experience. We just basically walked right in and they hardly checked anything on us. The prisoners were all in the courtyard with their visiters and some even had high heels and were all dressed up for the occasion.
3. The surgery we had to do on the bible of Hermana Castellani. The spine had broken and we had to tape/glue it all back together.
4. In a taxi on the way to Quito this morning. Our district leader didn´t tell us that we had to be there at 8:00 in the morning to get the Censo for Hermana Reid (the thing that makes her legal here). They told us at 9:00 in the morning while were studying. I was a little annoyed, but it made for an adventure.
Hope that you´ve all enjoyed your life recently. To all of those people that read my blog or that get these emails here´s a shout-out!
The Willardsen family, Blacks, Caydee and Alex, Mom, and everybody else!
Thanks for the packages and the letters and the Christmas wishes!!!
Love. Love. Love.
Hermana Cooper
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