B is not the only one with digestive problems

8/24/09

howdy. i think i told you this last week, but i had 2 baptisms sunday. i did adrianas, which goes against my whole credo, but she asked elder halls if i could and he told her i would do it so she called me and said "elder halls said you could baptize me, will you?" i thought i trained him better than that. he performed the other one. oh well. it was cool. we have 2 more people with a baptismal date, one for the 30th and one for the 6th of sep. i dont think the 30th will go down, her mom refused to sign the permission form, (she, bianca, is only 15 so we need her parents approval). she told us she did her homework (read and pray) and when she prayed, she got her answer, so now we have to work around the mother... fun. as well, we have 3 more people we will be setting a date with for september, really good ones as well. all is going well.

i think i broke my foot. no joke.

a fellow missionary in my district got hit with some pretty dangerous liquid poo, couldnt make it home in time, so they pulled off the side of the road and he let it out against a tree. got it all over, didnt have anything to wipe with and a car was coming, so he hitched up the trou and rode home to clean up. i saw his stains today at laundry. funny!

this morning i put my zone leader in the banana splits and got him to say "im a codfish" it was his going away present.

spanish wards have the worst hymns ive ever heard. i think i mentioned to you before how they have the most horrible singing voices and are dangerously off-key, but today i sunday i saw the all-time low. im not quite sure how it happened, but we were singing a hymn and at the end of the first verse everyone was as confused as crap, but what they didnt realize is when they were ending the verse, the music was halfway through the second verse, so everyone was warbling a half a song off time. but, they didnt correct themselves. you know how there are those people who think they know how everything is going on, well, all the old people, the worst singers of the bunch, start belting out the second verse at the top of their lungs so everyone else would just on the wagon and follow them, thereby keeping the mob from correcting itself. suffered thru four whole verses of that. the music was not even playing the tune they were singing, but it didnt stop them. (since no one knows how to play the piano, we listen to the music on CD. at least its better than the a capella wards) tons o fun.