Story Number 1: Don't Gag on the Spoon.
So as most of you know, it was Teron's birthday on Monday, so we decided to celebrate it by making peach cobbler. Unfortunately we don't have dutch ovens here, so it wasn't the best, it was still very good though. The missionary that was preparing it though mixed everything and threw it in the oven. "It"was there the whole time it was cooking. None of us knew. So we pulled it out of the oven and let it cool for a little bit before distributing this wonderful desert. When cutting it though there was a something blocking the knife from going through. So using our detective skills we found that there was a spoon in the cobbler. Luckily no body ate the spoon and it did not effect the cobbler.
Story Number Two: Scrabble
This Wednesday my companion was not feeling well, and we did not have a car so we would have been walking that day. In his condition, he was not up for that. Unfortunately we spent most of the day in the boarding. While he was sleeping though, I got very very very bored. Earlier in the week I found the game scrabble in our boarding. I decided rather than sit and do nothing. I might as well have some sorta fun. If you are connecting the dots, yes I played Scrabble against myself for two hours. Probably one of the most productive sick days I have had on mission. I have included a picture of it. The score was 184-173 . I won.
I also saw some of my favorite people on this planet once again. It was a wonderful reunion.
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