Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Late Night, Brimleys, Trust Fall, Transfer Board, Dining Options, Hearts

Thank goodness there are code boxes on the churches in our mission because the missionaries can always get in the churches to use the bathrooms and have meetings without needing keys.

And it makes it nice for us to be able to get into the buildings as well. This time it was in the dark of night an hour before bedtime. Needless to say, we didn't get to bed on time this night (or on many other nights...).
I am in love with palm trees. They are even beautiful at night.
Other trees are beautiful as well. The other day as I was standing in our driveway, I looked up and beheld the beauty of this flowering tree.
Our friends Todd and Kim Brimley were in California on vacation and stopped by for dinner. It was wonderful to see them and we still have a connection with them in North Salt Lake as Sarah is now teaching with Kim in the same Primary class.

We live so close to the ocean and usually on P-days we walk by the ocean.
We have wonderful missionaries who are always showing love to us.
One day I had Glen drive us up to the entrance of Legoland just so I could see how literally close we live to the theme park.
 
Glen received this lunch bag as a gift from G&K a couple of years ago at the General Managers Meeting. Believe me when I say it has literally helped sustain our lives!! The first 10 days or so on our mission we were STARVING because we would plan to stop and eat somewhere or think we had time to go home to eat a meal and then things came up and we often had to forego meals.

That is when I determined I would start making sack lunches each day. Even if we plan for time in the day to stop to eat, I will still pack water and snacks...just in case.
District meetings are interesting. At this one, they always have the new missionaries do the trust fall. MP was new, so down he went...

All the missionaries love to take silly pictures. This is inside-out-suit-coats photo. I was happy I wasn't wearing a jacket that day.
Office staff meeting every six weeks.  
There's the transfer board showing which zone each of our missionaries is located.
On transfer planning week, this lovely sign gets hung up all around the office warning the missionaries to ask for permission before walking by the MP office so they don't get a sneak preview of what planning is in the works.
The state of the shoes of some of our missionaries makes me shake my head. Good thing it doesn't rain around here. Good thing one of these missionaries has gone home and another is going home soon.
We kept hearing about how we needed to go try out the restaurant at the gas station. Well, that didn't sound appealing to me at all!!! When I learned this restaurant supplies the food for our missionaries at Christmas time, I decided I would be willing to eat at the gas station one day to try out the food.

We learned the owner of the gas station wanted to start serving BBQ sandwiches in one corner of the gas station and his wife had no confidence the idea was a good one and told him people would buy the food when pigs fly. Hence, the name of the restaurant which seems to be doing very well. They also do catering, and not just catering for the missionaries at Christmas time.

The owner is so nice to the missionaries and gives them free car washes--including us as well.
We got heart-attacked by some sweet missionaries.

Mission Leadership Council always includes lunch.
The assistants were having comp (companion) unity another day. This time with sock ties. Never heard of sock ties until now.
We were invited to dinner with Clark and Kathleen Wardle. They were showing us the finer side of dining, meaning we weren't eating our dinner at a gas station.

Came home to see our door showered with more hearts.

It is nice to feel like the missionaries (at least the sister missionaries) are supporting us even in the early stages of our reign as MP and MPW of the California Carlsbad Mission.

2 comments:

Rebecca said...

Haha. I love the last heart attack picture with Carls-good written on it. Your missionaries sound like they're just the greatest! (Usually!)

Sarah said...

I was going to say the same thing as Becky! The heart attacks are so sweet and thoughtful. Glad you're getting a little love from those missionaries.