Snail Mail Letter from November 9th

Dear Family,

One time I told an Elder he looked like Christan Bale.... that didn't end well. :)

One door we knocked on during 5-7pm was rather typical. (See picture above.) As we walked away Sister Gandolph says "Mexican?" and after a minute of very confused replay of the door scene I just saw, I answered quite honestly "No, I think he was white!" Hahahah!

Another time a man came out of the doo to talk to us, and he had pretzel breath! I called him out on it :) and then had to explain our lovely previous experiences with Marko's pretzel breath. Love you Pokey!

Okay, @ doors: I always seem to be pointing out that people are old! Things like "old ppl like you" and "you're old and have seen a lot." Haha, it's always in confirmation of an old comment they've made (or so I hope to think...) hahah! but it's still not the best. Lol Sister Gandolph points out. :)

One time... actually it was the Monday after Halloween-- we were at a door and I asked the little boy (9-10 yrs old) if I could have a piece of his candy (that was spread out on the coffee table) and he gave Gandi and I both one!

We got matching plaid rain boots to conquer any winter weather we face here. In light of these indestructible beauties I felt compelled to test them out in puddle jumping. But puddle jumping is different in a skirt!

Spreading the gospel is like eating syrup in the morning. The smell is always with you. share the awesome knowledge that we have. I love you family. Thank you for praying for me! I hope you are getting some of the blessings I am!

Love Family Member #5