WEEK 4: Doughnuts

Just a small addiction.

Elder Goldsberry and Elder C checking their email.

I miss Timmy

Wow, here I am in my 4th week, and I feel like just yesterday I left on the airplane from Calgary to the MTC in Utah.  I finally got my own library card this week, so now I can hop on the computers on Monday without going through the hassle of asking one of the workers to sign me in and getting my photo id out, and then going through all the questions of me being a Canadian in Tennessee.  I never noticed how hard it was to find a doughnut here in Tennessee. I guess I was spoiled in Canada where I could hit up a Timmy Ho's like any time I wanted.  On Monday my Companion Elder Goldsberry had the biggest craving for a doughnut I've ever seen. We drove around for 45 minutes on p-day going to different gas stations around town trying to find doughnuts.  Eventually we gave up only to find out 2 days later that there was a doughnut shop less than a mile from our house. WHOOPS.  

I ate a vegan eggplant dish on saturday, and let me tell you: it was hard to not throw up. I've had meat for every meal since I got out here and then I get thrown eggplant in tomato sauce. The first 2 were edible but the last piece I was served had like seeds all in it or something, I don't know.  I'm no eggplant aficionado but I knew that it tasted gross.  

My feet hurt.  I have Metatarsalgia. It's a foot condition where the fat pads that go over the bones in your feet get pushed up into the toes, so you get this sensation of walking straight on bones.  To be honest I'm not doing a ton of walking but the basketball I play kills my feet pretty good. I get to check for packages today so here's hoping that problem gets solved.  

We went knocking on doors on thursday and boy was that a tough time. It was like 90 something degrees out and super humid; we were soaked in about 40 minutes.  

Well now that I'm done complaining let's talk about a cool experience I had:

Our phone has about 400 numbers in it, most of which we have no clue who they are, but some missionaries are super smart and mark the numbers with an "(i)" for investigators.  So I went through the phone seeing all these "(i)"s and I felt prompted to call a specific number.  The name just said "Fred" so I called it.  "Hey Fred this is the missionaries, we just wanted to give you a call and maybe set up an appointment so we could come see you some time later this week."  His reply was something like: "Well I'm at work right now. Can you call me back a little later in the week?"  I said sure and hung up.  On Friday we went to the library to do what we call mormon.org hour, so we can look at a few online resources for an hour a week.  We go in and a man approaches us.  IT'S FRED. It was pretty crazy. If I hadn't made that call he probably wouldn't have approached us. It's just funny how stuff like that works out. We haven't made an appointment with him yet but we're hoping to meet with him sometime this week.

Well I don't like these being too long so I'm going to cut off here. I love / miss everyone!

-Elder C 

P.S  I just added a picture of Dr. Pepper.  VANILLA DR. PEPPER... ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  It's not that bad. It kind of tastes like vanilla ice cream with the standard dr pepper aftertaste. I don't think I like it as much as regular Dr Pepper but it's still pretty good.  I would recommend you try it if you're ever in America / Live in America.

P.S.S Baja Blast Mountain Dew is amazing.