This week went by fast, yikes!! Is that going to be how my whole mission is? I feel like I just started this transfer.
Okay, so first things first;
ELODIE got baptised!! But that happened at he end of the week so i'll get to that later.
Monday was super fun!!! We went to the Perez's for easter dinner. Guess what we ate? It begins with an F, and it jumps, and they are usually green...
Yes! Frog legs!! And it was actually so good. I really liked them, it tasted like chicken pretty much. The weird thing about it was that you eat them kind of like chicken wings, but since it's legs you can really tell... They just kind of dangled and when you hold them up it's realy easy to imagine it just sort of starting to leap.
It was really good, and we also ate. Can you guess? ESCARGOT!! Which I really liked, but that may have been because there was a ton of butter and garlic sauce... but still, it was good. My comp tool pictures, i'll have to steal them.
And you know how the french really love their cheese, well. Frère Perez really likes his cheese, so we had the cheese course, and I took a little bit of one (there were three different types) and as he walked by he said that wasn't enough and then served me three HUGE slices of cheese. It was way too much, delicious, but so much. And as I was fighting my way through the pieces the guy sitting next to me asked it I was going to "gardez trop" or something like that, and I didn't know what he meant, and to explain his mom just made motioned me getting really fat... haha. Oh my future haha
And then, after eating all that cheese, they brought out the desserts! 3 different kinds again! And you can't not eat, atleast that's the mind set of Frère Perez, when in france, YOU EAT! So I got servings of all of them, and they were really good. THey had bought a huge macron, pistachio and raspberry. SOOOO GOOOOD, and then there was homemade cake and flan, or flam, I don't know how to spell it. Which I liked to, but the macron was SOOO GOOD!
After eating Sr. Perez and Elodie took us to see a medevil castel. Super cool.
I just realized I talked about ALL of that last week... that's annoying.
This week we met this really cool guy, JR, he's French and about 60, but looks alot younger at first glance. He was so cool!! He gave other misionaries on the wednesday of zone conference, and gave them his number, so we called, set up a rendez-vous and it was really awesome! So he believes in certain things, but he's kind of leaning towards budhism, he's into toga and meditating those sorts of things. But as we talked he was really open to learning more about God and Christ. His things is that everyday he things we should be better than the day before, always being nicer, learning more, etc. And at the end of the rendez-vous he said, "merci pour ce bon moment de grace." that doesn't really translate well, but it mmostly just expreces grattitude and that he really thought it was special. and then he said he had goosebumps and was just really touched by it. We gave him a Book of Mormon and he was really touched by that. SO cool stuff is happening :)
And now, Elodie got baptised! That day was pretty crazy, you could call it a catastrophe with a happy ending..
We needed to bring cookies to the baptism, so we were quickly making these nobake ones that we had made a few days before and turned out really good, it's kind of like making caramel popcorn, you have a sauce of butten and sugar and milk and cocoa, and when it is all heated you add oats. So we added all the oats, but it was kind of liquidy still, but we figured it would be fine and they would harden and dry up... THEY DID NOT!! They didn't harden or dry up at all! It was llike little gooey mud pies, or gooey slugs. haha, I'm laughing about it, but it really wasn't funny. We had a bit of time so we decided to make more, so we started over, and as were finishing adding the oats for the second batch, there are again, not enough oats, so in an act of desperation, we decided to leave the cookies on the stove and run to the grocery store, buy oats, and run back and add them before they cooled to much. So we ran like mad women to the store, WITH OUT OUR PLAQUES, we were in such desperation, and ran back, looking like theives! just try and picture it, the street are full because there was a marathon going on, and 2 girls in skirts are running down the street, and then 30 seconds latter running back the way they came, but with a box of oats. It was RIDICULOUS! And the stories not over. We got back the cookies seemed fine, and so we added the oats, all seemed good, untill they started cooling and guess what, this time we added TOMANY oats, they were gross!!! But we had nothing else, so we brought them any way.
I am never baking again.
But elodie was baptised, despite the cookies, so in the end, all turned out. But again, they didn't fill the font up very high... so if at first you don't succeed try again, and again... and again. haha, ya, it took a few tries.
Sr. Everett and I sang I know that my redeemer lives at it, it was good, and I don't know why but I was barely nervous at all, and half the words I didn't even know, usually when I do things infront of people, sing, piano, talks. I get super nervous nad my legs shake iinvoluntarily, and my hands, but this time, nothing, I was totally fine. So that was nice.
So I said there was a marathon, and because of the marathon certain roads into montauban were closed. Which meant that half the ward couldn't come to church and had to go to toulouse. So there was a grand total of 12 of us at church (including Sr.Ev and I) We did just a testimony meeting. It was very sparce. But good, I love church here :)
I don't know what it is, but as a missionary I have been having the weirdest dreams. Seriously the weirdest, some one try and figure out what this means, the other night I had a dream that I was wendy in Peter Pan, but I had short hair that was really red, and the whole time I was trying to climb a tree, but I couldn't because my hair wasn't thick enough... Seriously, what is that??
Anyways, being a missionary is the best. I love just having nice converstions with people, I think that's one of my favorite things, you meet so many people, and every one has a story and some thing interesting to talk about. It's cool.
Lot's of love, as always!!!!
Soeur Christensen
ps; my favorite talk was Elder Holland's. How can you not cry listening to that???
(And now your wondering... what was his talk on again? And thus, here is the link: CLICK HERE)
PSS; Also, we go to the church early and print our emails, so people, don't worry about writting to much,I have time to read, but reply... just know I love reading them and will try to reply :)