Monday, August 11, 2014

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!! #inbrasil

So yesterday was Father's Day, the greatest day of my life. Not just because I got crazy trunky to see my family, but mostly because we had barbeque Brasileiro for lunch. Seriously. So. GOOD. We went to my recent converts house and had lunch with her and her entire family. Good company and good food. I'm pretty sure I gained at least 5 pounds just from yesterday. We then went to a Family Home Evenging at another recent convert's house and her family of a million people and then some. So fun. All the kids in the family sang songs to their fathers and presented them with the Father of the Year award. So precious I might have shed a little tear.

This week, we also had a baptismal interview of an awesome investigator who is the boyfriend of one of our active members in the ward. Unfortunately he didn't pass, but we're going to keep working hard with him and helping him to prepare for the best day of his life... baptism.

This week, we moved! #thankyouthankyouthankyou I don't know if I mentioned this in any of my past letters, but our old house was the worst of all the mold filled, tiny, elder-used, missionary houses in the world. It was just terrible to live there. BUT, after a few rats and the rottweiler biting my companion we got oursleves a one way ticket to a chique apartment closer to everything. #itsagoodlife Although, for now we don't have a refridgerator, oven, washer, or anywhere to put our clothes, dishes, etc. We're just kind of relying on the good grace of god that we don't get food poisoning from the food we've been having to leave out. PS, I open our window, set it on the windowsill outside, and pray that the day is chilly so our food stays cold. It works... sometimes.

Our area has moved a little bit. We now take park of the area of another ward so we now take care of the Eldorado Ward and the Inamar Ward. (I fell like that last sentence was really awkward english. Sorry.) It's nice because our are is so small. We'll actually get a chance to walk a little, take some hills, and get to know some new drug trafickers. 

Life is good as a Sister.

Sister Hargrove

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