Can't remember anything noteworthy happening on Monday or Tuesday. Wednesday afternoon I went to scouting for the second time. I barely spent any time inside the building. My mom was wrapping up the Pinewood derby stuff with the kids - mostly paint jobs, while I was outside entertaining the kids. We were playing football, but I had to break up a little group on about 30 square feet of "fake grass" (green carpet) who were tackling each other. "It's grass!" they exclaimed. Nooo... it's not. There is no grass in Crownpoint.
Thursday morning my mom took off to drop off my brothers at school, and several minutes later I got a phone call. It was my mom saying that she had gotten a flat on the way to the school (it can't have been more than a mile) and that she needed help. So I hopped in the truck, went over to the Elementary School, and helped put on the donut. That was pretty much the excitement of the day. My dad was going to Albuquerque anyway (two hour drive, one direction), and so he got the flat tire fixed. Which meant that my assignment for the next morning was... getting the tire fixed back! My mom explained to me where the tire shop was, about how much it would cost, and then she took off to help my little brother with his science fair project. My dad was at work, and I decided it was too much work to drive for four minutes and pay five bucks... So I changed the tire myself in our driveway. It's probably a pride thing. Testosterone or something similar...
Saturday morning my youngest brother, Cody and I went to the Church to practice the piano. He decided he wants to tackle "All of Me" from Jon Schmidt. His fingers need to grow a little first before he'll be able to play it through, but he can start learning now. He's doing okay, but he tries too much to learn by ear. He's going to need to learn to read the notes if he wants to be able to play it - especially after I head off for BYU. After Piano practice (and Cody locking himself outside of the church), we all headed to check out the science fair in Grants. There were a lot of weird "experiments." Reminded me of how much my projects sucked back when I was in Elementary and Middle School... Afterwards we went to Walmart, where I found some non-processed, "swiss" cheese from Wisconsin... It looks a whole lot better than the orange cheddar "cheese" that Americans eat. I'll have to report on the cheese factor next week. My last cheese was okay. Smoked Gouda.
And today we had Fast Sunday. Those of you who live in small branches (and probably many of you who live in large wards) know that those can get interesting at times. Ours wasn't too bad, but we did get a bit more personal information from a few members than should probably be shared in a Fast and Testimony meeting. Sunday school started half an hour late. Talking about Marriage and the Covenant. I felt like everyone was staring at me, even though I'm sure they weren't. Third hour was over The Family: A Proclamation to the World. The teaher has an odd habit of going into deeper doctrine. I like watching the missionaries' expressions, because I know exactly what they're experiencing. This evening, mom handed me the phone and a piece of paper with a number on it. She wanted me to call our former Stake President's son, who owned a business and might have work for me. So I called up, didn't really have a clue as to what I should say. But I stumbled over that I was a return missionary looking for work, and he said that I should come in the next couple days and that he could probably hire me for some temporary work for the next couple months. Wow. That was relatively painless.
Oh! And I've got Skype. No camera yet. But I've chatted with Marina and Jordan, and then I had an actual conversation with Cyrill (my mic is working). His half was in Swiss German... so I understood most of it. Webcam should be coming in sometime this week. And... we'll take it from there.
-The Jesse Howell
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