But
that was mostly because we tracted almost every day. On the bright side
we found 10 new investigators! On the dark side we got stuck in the
mud, but that's a whole other story. In fact, I have a BUNCH of stories
this week. I hope you enjoy.
This week starts
with P-Day. We spent the day with Sister Brakey and Everett. We went to
the restaurant Terrero's and ate Mexican food, met the owner (who
promised to come to church. He didn't, but we'll be back to visit him!)
and played Uno while drinking the virgin Pina Coladas that the owner gave to
us. It was a great start to a week!
Also,
we gave the stop smoking lesson to Nate! It was only through the help
of the Swenson's and the Foster's that it came to pass, but it did! Now
we are encouraging him and helping him to a life free from all
addictions! I've always wanted to give that lesson, make silly signs,
and help someone smash their cigarettes.
Now, I have 2 stories about the rain.
Firs
things first, it doesn't just rain here in North Carolina-- BUCKETS
FALL. It's waves of massive rain that comes and goes, and comes and goes,
for 4 days straight. Then we get a flash flood warning on our
phone.
Well, an appointment fell through and we were tracting in the rain. We take a pause next to a car. I hear a sound and look
down and there is a tiny orange cat that has been hanging out under the
car. He's only slightly damp and only VERY adorable. Against my
companion's will I pick him up. Well, I can't just leave him in the
rain, and when I tried to put him under the car again, he followed us!
So I put him in my purse. Yes. I did that. So we tract a little more and try to find his owner. No luck. So we go to make phone calls in the car
and I bring the cat. He gets all warm and he is the NICEST cat I've ever
met. I definitely might have fallen in love. Hermana Limb too,
against all odds. If it wasn't being disobedient we would have taken him
home. As it was, Naranja will always have a special place in my heart.
Another story for the rain.
For
those of you who don't know, when a mission car needs to be backed up,
someone has to get out of the car and guide. We try to avoid that,
especially in rainy weather. I don't like to make Hermana Limb get
soaked. We were going to a member's home and because we had to make a
call we decide to park around the corner so they don't wonder what we
are randomly doing parked in their driveway and interrupt us. I try
to make a tight turn and I go a little bit on the grass, towards a
little ditch. I realize halfway through that it is kind of muddy so I
should just get Hermana Limb to back me. She gets out of the car. The car doesn't move.
Oh no.
We
try pushing it. Doesn't work. Hermana Limb thinks there should be more
weight in the back to counteract gravity. She climbs in the trunk.
Doesn't work. We try to use physics and decide if you use the momentum
to go FORWARD we can get through the mud and continue to finish the turn
and get out. Doesn't work. We are WAY more stuck.
"But I do have a redneck neighbor!" Sister Garcia exclaims.
To the redneck neighbor!
Long story short, you can always count on the rednecks. He got us out spick and span and we didn't have to call Elder Ashton (the mission fleet manager). He might have murdered us :)
Here is our victory pose:
Also, to those wondering: Yes, I still do art. Here is proof in the form of a majestic dragon I painted to give a wonderful girl in our ward. It was so much fun.
Other stories to tell:
We were sitting outside of Nate's door waiting for him to answer. We hadn't eaten lunch yet so we were passing back and forth a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and sitting on the rail. Hermana Limb told me to ring the door bell again. I told her it was her turn. She told me I was closer. I said I couldn't reach it. She told me I could reach with my foot and then demonstrated how to do it. Turns out Gravity + Hermana Limb's sense of balance = Cinnamon Toast Crunch every where.
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