Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Week Thirty Five

This is last week's message from Eric (Tuesday, September 10, 2013). I guess I forgot to post it.


On Thursday Elder Liddiard pulled me aside and gave me a map of the church we meet in with little numbers.  My job was to assign companionships in my district to the little numbers that were chosen for my district.  I was annoyed to see that one of the little numbers was in the foyer.  Knowing that would probably be the hardest spot I chose it for me and Elder Seitz.  And, well it was the hardest spot.  We somehow made it worked but it was really loud and awkward and groups of people were constantly clustering around us so they could chat totally oblivious to what was going on right there.  The three senior sisters we taught enjoyed our lesson immensely but asked if I could please get us another place to meet because we worked so hard on our lessons and they could hardly understand it; and so that's what I'm working on right now.   

I keep forgetting to tell you, but the mission president's executive secretary, Elder Holman, is a clarinet player in the Orchestra at Temple Square and has been since 1999.  Janetta wanting to be a saxophone [player] reminded me of that.  Also since when does she have a saxophone?

So how did Becca hear about the Bridling Hope for the Horses and Stuff..Foundation?  (I forgot the name, okay!?)  Because I was impressed by that.  Also was that Gaelic as in the  Scottish Gaelic, or Gaelic as in Gaeilige which is referred to as the Irish Language by us English speaking folk?

Speaking of Chik-Fil-A, I ate there in my first time for forever and the chicken sandwich I ordered was awful.  I think it had been sitting under a heat lamp all day because it had no moisture and it was really crunchy and gross. 

I'm really busy today despite it being my preparation day so I've kind of been working on this letter as the same draft all day only to finally look at it all and think, "Huh..it's still really short."  So sorry about that.  And I keep saying I'll send a letter but I ran out of stamps and I keep forgetting to buy more. 

Love,

Elder Larson

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