Week 22

So for all you concerned fans out there…I’m still sick. But I’m finally getting better. I was able to finally leave the house at the end of last week. 

But due to my awesome cough and sickness, I had a voice like Don Corleone.  So I talked to some investigators and made some offers they can’t refuse. Haha.  But really I’m super glad I’m feeling better. I hated being in the house for that long.

I even tried playing soccer today and that ended badly as I couldn’t breathe at all.  But I played a solid goalie and even scored twice. Not bad for a kid who looks like he’s been in a work camp for the last 6 months. I’ve lost 15 lbs so far since I left my house, which is crazy since I put on like 10 lbs in the MTC.

We got our new mission president today, and that’s exciting. I’m definitely glad he’s from the States, as in case of big issues I’ll be able to talk and explain in English. Here’s to hoping there are no big issues though.

Also, the crazy amount of time in the house gave me and Elder Anderson some cabin fever and we gave ourselves mohawks for about a day before we decided as missionaries we definitely cannot have mohawks.  So we went to a real haircut guy and had him fix our hair.  It is really short now though.  In fact, the first time I saw Rafa after it got cut, he said I was already to join the military and be a soldier.

The weather has been terrible, so that’s always a downer. Especially with me being sick, we had to cut some days short to save the risk of getting worse.

We made cookies with Mercedes and gave her daughter a birthday present. It’s cool how a Barbie, in this case a fake Barbie, is still an awesome gift for a 5 year old girl.

We also lost power for awhile on Sunday.  And for the first time since I left the small little town of Fairfield, I heard silence.  It was pretty weird.   Elder Anderson even commented on it too.

Oh ya, since I haven’t been able to leave the house for awhile and have been really sick, all desire to shave left me.  So I had a sick beard for awhile.  And yes… that is a pun as I was sick, and it was freaking awesome.

What else, oh ya, it was San Juan, which as far as I can tell is just some random day Paraguayans decided to make a holiday.  But they painted all these trees white and as we were walking through we saw them lynching a fake body which apparently we were told represents Judas and they will light him on fire later in the night.  Apparently, they also play fire soccer for this holiday - where they wrap a ball in rags and light it on fire.  I wanted to play so bad.   But unfortunately, we missed out on all the pyrotechnics as it was way late at night and I was feeling pretty sick, so we went home.

This week we have a short trip to meet the new mission president at a zone conference thing, so that’ll be cool.  I’m sure I’ll have stuff to write about that next week.

It’s also the 4th of July this week, so I’m trying to think of a way to remember my heritage, so if ya’ll think of something email me.

Finally, a shout out to my wonderful little sister, who turns some age tomorrow. Yup, I can’t remember what age. (NOTE:  Rachelle turned 17)  Well more like I don’t want to think that my little sister is a senior in high school. Ya, dang I’m old.  Everybody spank her and give her gifts or just spank her -- I don’t really care.  Haha.

Love all you guys, and I hope you know that I think about you guys all the time. Take care of yourselves, and I’ll talk to you next week.

Elder Frost