Making my Ancestors Proud

Hello! How was everyone's Memorial Day weekend? Has everyone hit the pool yet? If you haven't ...welp same haha, but I'm okay I have only cried myself to sleep about it a few times hehe.

So before you have to read this whole email, I will tell you about transfers DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUHHHNN NOTHING'S CHANGING! Sister Robertson and I are staying here in Meridian and our other missionary roommates are staying too! I'm excited to get another 6 weeks with all of them and our investigators are really excited that we get to stay too. 

I have a few things that I need to fill you up on because all of these events have been happening for a while but this week it all just came full flippin circle. So ever since we got our phones, there are a bunch of language apps that you are allowed to get (obviously not for the English missionaries but I digress). So when we are winding down for the night, one of the things that my past companions and I have been doing is learning languages on Duel-lingo. So 3 months ago I started learning Danish because why not (I mean if I ever want to go there with Farmor and Farfar (my Scandinavian grandparents), I’d better start learning it now). Anyway, I’m not that good but I can say a few things and understand some stuff so progress, right? Like for example did you know that Kvinderne laeser os menuen. 

Okay, so next story. A few weeks ago, I found out that Sister Ray knows how to play hand and foot. So we went to a dollar store, bought a bunch of cards and have been playing hand and foot like every night (after doing duel-lingo of course). I have been beating the snot out of her. Like seriously the last game we played I doubled her score. Yet she still wants to play me and is still convinced she is going to win every time #whatashame. 

Last story. So we went to this “get to know you” activity for Relief Society and we had to tell people three interesting things about ourselves and one of my things was that I like cheese... cause why not? I didn't really think anything of it until this week. We were invited over for a game night and the mom brings out a platter of cheese and I'm not talking just the boring stuff. She brought out Brie and Gouda and Georgian and all other sorts. The best part (and also a tragic part) her family doesn't even like cheese so I got to take it all home!!!!!! It was the best day ever. 

So yes, this week as I was eating my cheese while playing hand and foot and practicing my Danish that I thought to myself "man this would make my farmor and farfar so proud.

I love you all and think about you often. The church is true and will make you very happy. 

Sister Aase