Mission Letter 12 "Never Forget"

> I think the craziness of this week could be summarized by the happenings of our Friday morning. Friday is weekly planning day, which means that we sit in our apartment with our fuzzy socks and chocolate and meticulously plan the lessons we will teach and the people we hope to visit the following week, among other things. Theoretically, it takes three hours. Realistically, it takes about five. Such was the plan for Friday.
>> Hermana Borbon make tamales for the ward Christmas party, which we happily agreed to do. At 8:30 we went out to our car to drive over, and it would not start. So the elders came and helped us jump it. Half an hour and a prayer later the car started and we took it straight to Pepboys where we waited for it to tell us there was nothing wrong with it.
> So then we drove straight to help make Tamales. From there we ran a few rice krispy treats that we had to help with the ward Christmas party. We had about the weekend planning (it was being about 2:45) when we got a call asking us to pick up a missionary at 3:30 from the mission office thirty minutes north. So of course, we went.
> We got home from home with a member, and at 6:15 finally sat down to start the weekly schedule that we had planned to do all day.
> Well, that was our week: we planned for a lot of lessons, and ended with a lot of service. We helped make a family, helped someone make treats, helped a family move, dropped from some things for a member, picked up missionaries from the mission office, and then made two more families make tamales.
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