Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Es (still) una Fiesta


Hola Mi Familia y Mis Amigos

Como estan?  That's about all I've got...

Okay not really.  I went on an exchange this week and since Elder Henriquez went to another area, I was forced to speak a lot here in our Spanish area.  It was really good.  It's a miracle how great my Spanish is after two months.  But they do say that God is a Man of Miracles...  It's a great blessing.

Um, well there's like a diet plan and an order of exercises you're supposed to do and everything for P90X, and I don't really do the diet (or eating for that matter) or exercise plan anymore, but I still do one of the videos almost every day (I skip Sundays).  I kinda just made my own exercise plan.  So I do P90X, and not really at the same time.  :]  (for now)

The McGriddles were ultimately a failure.  It seems you can dump half a bottle of syrup in the pancake mix, but it must cook out or something because it doesn't affect the taste very much.  Oh well.  No I don't need a waffle maker.

P-day was fun.  SHOPPING!!!  It was Labor Day so you know we went to the mall.  It's kinda annoying to go to the mall in a white shirt and tie though because no matter what store you go into, a bunch of people think you work there and ask them to open a dressing room for them or check them out at the register and then they're like, um "What's going on?" when the mall security comes to detain you because you're trying to sign them up for the store's credit card so they can save 15% on their purchase that day but you aren't actually an employee.  So only the first two lines of this paragraph actually happened.

Long story short, Banana Republic is my new favorite store.

Well, things didn't go so hot last week.  Victor told us that he's going to church with some family in Morristown.  Just when I thought "Ah, he get's it!"  he doesn't really get it...  Oh well.  He still wants us to teach him.  I'm just afraid that it's going to be really difficult for him to become converted if he doesn't come to church.

Hispanic people can be really flaky.  Well, everyone can actually.  We're just having such a difficult time finding people that are excited to learn and will keep commitments.  Many times, it just seems like they don't know how to say no so they'll give us an hour of their time each week or something but then have no intention of doing anything.

But then I read 2 Nephi 4 this week and boy did I feel like an idiotard.  That's my spiritual thought for the week, 2 Nephi 4:26.  Uh duh!  Perfect question Nephi.  Why should my strength slacken because of mine afflictions?  Why should my heart weep and my soul linger in the valley of sorrow?  Think about it.  I don't have the answers, but something tells me we shouldn't slacken our strength because of our trials or be depressed because of adversity.  Men are, that they might have joy.

I miss everyone more than ever.  I love hearing from you.

Love
Elder Grabinger

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