Missionaries are always around. Sometimes I am more aware of them then others. While living in Boise, I don't think I ever knew any of their names. Maybe that's because there were less missionaries per member, or because I assumed that other members would feed them.
Joe's the Elder's quorum president, and frequently goes on splits with the missionaries. Fewer members feed them, so we have signed their meal calendar more often. We have had some great missionaries in the Bonham ward. Right now we have Elder Nielsen and Elder Zobell. Elder Nielsen is the one that came over to kill the goat (on my birthday), and is hilarious.
They were coming over for dinner on Friday, and had some extra time to do service. We have a lot of things that we need help with, so we gladly accepted. We have a wilderness weedpatch right outside our back door. see those little white flowers? Ginger was so upset when they pulled out her "special" bush.
We eventually want to install cobbler stones for a patio, so we totally let the weeds go wild. The missionaries helped Joe pull the dead, ugly bushes out. The next step is to get rid of the rest of the weeds, and then haul in a bunch of sand to go under the stones.
A while ago, we sent some missionaries home with part of one of our homegrown watermelons. This is what they choose to do with it! Haha! (and no, I won't name names!)
3 months ago
2 comments:
LOL I love the watermelon head!
Random though...why is it when Barrack Obama talks about service he is called a communist? I don't get it!
That last picture is AWESOME! Who knew there were so many uses for a watermelon rind!
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