The Incessant Roaring; Double Date With Hemingways

The men with the machines came back a few days ago and cut out some sheet rock on various walls in the garage.

Holes were cut in the walls in the back of the garage cupboards to get air circulating behind the walls. 

So far no cutting inside the house.

The 25 big machines continue to whir and roar continuously (was using a form of continue--meaning nonstop, ongoing, persistent, sustained, steady, relentless, uninterrupted, rolling, unabating, unremitting, unrelieved, unceasing--TWICE too redundant in that sentence???).

We were hopeful the machines would be removed by the weekend, but NO SUCH LUCK!!! Perhaps it's an added blessing that we get a few extra days of drying time before someone comes to put up new sheet rock.

In the meantime, we escape for walks by the beach whenever we get the chance. The water has a calming effect on a person--on our two persons--as we put our cares aside for a short while and just enjoy the beauties of nature.

The Friday after our busy zone conference days was looking pretty clear for us. We thought we would have a free day to actually be able to have an actual p-day. We had planned to go to a nearby museum.

As we were walking around Oceanside Harbor that morning, we got a call from the Missionary Department. They had reviewed the MRI of a sister who had gotten injured on a Monday during her p-day activity.

She will indeed need surgery and that will have to take place at home. We always get so bummed when one of our missionaries has to go home early. It makes us really sad for her and it makes us sad for the mission because she is a very good missionary.

We cut our visit with the sea lions short and hurried home to get ready to go pick her up and take her to the airport.

I did take a minute to admire the pelican sitting on the railing of the small fishing pier nearby.

We had called the sister to tell her to get her stuff packed--she was leaving that very day. It was sad for both of these sisters as she is training one of our newer missionaries and these sisters love each other dearly.

We had driven to Temecula to pick up the sister and had called the sister training leaders to meet us at a restaurant for lunch so they could collect their new companion.

On our way out of Temecula we saw smoke. Oh no!! Not another fire in the mission!!

Thankfully it was a small fire that was easy to contain.

As our passenger observed, it would be hard for us right now to have a big fire sleepover like last time when our house is all in disarray and with the fans roaring nonstop and with the plastic blocking off part of the house.

Glen met with a missionary in between the airport and date night.

We had planned a dinner date with the Hemingways--the director and wife of the Mormon Battalion. They don't venture too far away from the historic site as their apartment is on the same block, so they enjoyed the drive up the coast to the Chart House in Del Mar.

This is the restaurant we went to with Elder and Sister Wakolo. We got there so late we could hardly even see the ocean from the restaurant's large ocean-view windows.

I have always wanted to go back there and enjoy the view while eating. This was the night. We enjoyed ourselves very much. The sunset on the ocean was beautiful.