Woahhhh! That's crazyyyyyy!

Woahhhh! That’s crazyyyyy about Johnny's appendix! Who knew? I guess he had to get at least one curve ball thrown at him before he gets down to business. Poor little guy. Is his side pretty tender? Did he have to hug a lot of people on Sunday? So is he still good to go into the MTC? Does this mean he is leaving tomorrow? Is he going into the MTC all drugged up? Will his companion have to wake up and administer drugs unto him in the strange hours of the night/morning, or will mom just rent out a room next door? Ha! It's so good that Priesthood blessings are so amazing. Sounds like it was a full house at the farewell! :) Can't wait to hear more details.

(Note from Madie's mom - John got his appendix out 6 days before he was to report to the MTC - after many, many prayers and Priesthood blessings, he was able to make it to the MTC on schedule - with a smile on his face!!!!)

incredibly simple

I love the work more and more. The gospel is incredibly simple; most of us try to make it much harder than it is. Sometimes we miss the point by looking "beyond the mark" - trying to see more than there is. (Jacob 4:14) The gospel of Jesus Christ is plain. Christ taught others simply and powerfully without prestige. The gospel works for everyone regardless of nationality, education, or age. That's pretty crazy.

How to speak Brummie

How to Speak Brummie (A "Brummie" is a nickname for someone who lives in Birmingham. So the accent is also called "Brum" or "Brummie"): pronounce the "th" sound as a "f" sound. So "faith" is actually "faif" Also drop your t's and r's. So the name "Peter" is "Pe-ah" Now if you want to say "thirteenth" you say, "fir-eenf"

The other night I was talking with a member with a strong Brummie accent, and she asked me, "was it nos?" I was like, "nos? What’s nos?" She bursts out laughing, and then I realized she was saying "nice" - ha! Just couldn't understand her accent!

There's magic in gold spandex....

This morning I couldn't take it any longer and transformed our 30 min exercise time into a 30 min dance party! (On p-day we can listen to Disney music, so I was pretty jazzed up - It was also due to the fact that I had put my gold pants on to jump rope, but we all know that gold pants can only lead to dancing).

All is well....

Driving is going well, I have not been stabbed yet, and yesterday I gave out two copies of the Book of Mormon. Manna from heaven.