FYI, that title was my idea first, Sister Norman just
cheated because she´s like 20 hours ahead of me. ;) And the title
was a three way battle between that song, "Hey, I got my new shoes on, and
everything´s gonna be right" and "Let´s go to the beach, beach, let´s
go get away" Explanation to follow.
I had a day of eating more sugar and sweets than I
have in a very long time. I was on a diabetic coma watch for a few days
after, but so far so good.
We had to speak in sacrament meeting, with a whopping
1 hour or so of preparation, #missionprobs.
And the biggest highlight.....we went to the
beach. Although, it wasn´t that exciting because it was to clean.
But I will try to explain a little so you understand what it means to
"clean the beach"
1. This beach is not a sand beach, it is rock
and trash
2. There is factory run-off, so it smells awful
and the water is highly contaminated.
3. It is basically a dump. There is so
much trash that you would have to clean it all day everyday for a month or more
to get rid of all the trash, and I´m not exagerrating. There is trash of
all shapes and sizes, from plastic cups to dead dogs and more. Diapers,
tires, partially eaten food, tubing, containers, bags, shoes, etc. And we
had to clean all of that with plastic, disposable gloves. It was quite
the experience. I got home and showered and sent EVERYTHING to
wash. But it was a good time.
Other than that, a typical week, working and
finding. All is well! Love you all! Have a great week!
Love those airheads!!
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