Attacked

Fam!!!

It´s so good to hear from you! I feel so blessed and I´m so grateful for all your support and love :) Thanks to everyone that prays for me. I really can feel your love. Especially this Friday I could really feel the prayers of all of you so thanks to who ever was praying for me, haha. 

Happy Birthday Abby!!! On the 14th!!!! I´m sad I can´t be there!!! But have the best day ever!! I love you!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

I always have a million things to tell you so I´ll just start from the top and hopefully I can tell you everything!

We are teaching this family with 10 girls. TEN. And they are crazy. I honestly get a little nervous when ever we go over there. The first word that comes to mind is Attacked. Ya. Attacked. Every time we go over there I get attacked with little girls hugging me and kissing me and holding on to me, pulling on me and playing with my hair and touching my face. TEN OF THEM. I always have to make sure I don´t have anything I want or need in my bag, too, because basically all the contents of my bag are used or pulled out! I have like a million pictures on my camera from the girls taking pictures that I haven´t deleted yet that are hilarious, so maybe if I can figure out how to send pictures, I´ll send you a couple. haha

Everyone here drives motos or little mopeds. You usually see whole families of four or five squished on them. HILARIOUS. Also, everyone just hangs outside their house and drinks Mate all day long. And people always have music blasting. It´s like a constant party over here. 

The other day we were walking over to a menos activas casa to do service and while we were jumping over this river thing one of my feet landed in mud and sunk like super far down so my whole leg and shoe was covered in mud haha. When we got to the members house, I think they did more service than we did because she cleaned up my shoe for me and we just washed down a couple chairs. But hey, they came to church on Sunday. HOLLA. 

Also, they have this annoying dog that always wants to sit on my lap. And it licks me. Ew. And my companion is in love with it. So basically, every time the lady isn´t looking, I have to two hand shove it off my lap. I don´t understand why it keeps coming back to me. 

Also, my companion uses her middle finger for everything. So uncomfortable, haha. I have to try not to laugh sometimes when she is teaching and pointing or counting with her fingers. Obviously, a difference in culture. ha

A member made almuerzo for us one day and it was super hot outside and we didn´t want to walk all the way back to our house to eat it, so as we are passing the house of an investigator that we have taught like once, my companion walks in and asks if we can eat our feast in their house. AWKWARD. I can´t tell if it´s just my companion that´s like that or the culture yet. Probably a little of both. These people don´t have a lot! They set up a table for us, even got out a table cloth and chairs. Then my companion asks them for two plates and silverware and I felt so bad. It took them a super long time to find any and then clean them once they did. AND this whole time they are just so nice and giving and asking if they can get us anything. 

Anyway. Their drunk son came home while we were there and kept insisting that I play the guitar, HA. He kept handing it to me and finally I pulled out the one and only song I know on the guitar. Our Song by Taylor Swift. (siempre) I guess that was my worldly thing of the week. Singing Tay Swift for a drunk guy in English. 

I love you all! I hope life is going good in the estados unidos!

Meg