Hola Y'all!
Haha things are pretty good here in Kentuckiana. This week has gone by in a blur as usual. I still don't know Spanish, but I am working on it and can recognize some random words. Someone tried to call us while my companion was sleeping last Monday and started speaking Spanish, I tired to tell them we were the missionaries but I no habla espanol, so they hung up and tried texting instead. Thank goodness for google translate. Not exactly the most accurate tool, but effective none the less.
It was a bit of a rough week, we have both been struggling, but it was a week of miracles none the less. We got 6 new investigators this week. Which was just awesome because here it's super exciting if you get 1 or 2. We have return appointments with them this week so hopefully we can get some good solid investigators with a few of them. We've really worked hard this week and God has blessed us as we push ourselves out of our comfort zones a little.
We ate dinner with a family that has a mouse living in their stove. True story. Somehow it hides when the oven is on, but then comes out in the vent or crack between the stove and the place where all the dials are to try and get the food. And they felt bad about setting a trap for it, so it just hangs out.... but they're super awesome people. He has a quick sense of humor and pretty sarcastic to boot so we got a long well.
Valentine's Day was fun. I broke into an apartment..
Ok well it was ours, but I was still impressed. We were headed out the door to district Meeting when we figured out that Hermana Boyson locked the keys in the apartment, including the keys to said apartment. So we had to call the zone leader and district leader telling them we weren't going to district meeting. Then we had to call the land lord who sent a maintenance guy to try and get it open. Luckily we have a covered entrance because it's pouring down rain at this point of time. The guy comes and none of his keys work. Past sisters had to change the locks because they kept coming home to find their door open or unlocked. So none of the master keys work. He had the office lady come try her key and he tried opening the door with a credit card a few times. But basically they just said tough luck and left. So I look up how to pick locks on Facebook trying to find a video, because I was not paying $60 for a lock smith... and tried to get it with my Chick-fil-A gift card and some bobby pins while Sister Boyson called the mission office who were sending someone out with the spare key. But I kept working at it and all of a sudden BINGO! I got it open. Double reinforced lock and I got us in with a Chick-fil-a gift card. Not super impressive but I was victorious and proud of myself. We got to skype into most of district meeting and then Leonard and Sarah came down to take us to lunch.
Saturday we had a chili cook off with the ward and branch. They asked us to be judges and we had a ton of fun eating lots of chili. They even had this apple cinnamon chili. sounds weird I know, but it was pretty good. People here like to put spaghetti in their chili, don't know what that's about, but they had a lot of good ones. People kept messin with us trying to get us to pick their chili. They take it pretty seriously here haha. Even had a trophy for the winner.
Sunday we had Ward Conference, and the meetings were all combined so I was spared the embarrassment of having to play without practicing again. And I got to sit by Jen! After the week I had I so needed her loving spirit and one of her mom hugs. She just radiates the spirit and love, and always knows exactly what needs to be done to lift and encourage those around her. So many times on my mission her and her husband Eric's letters and small acts of love have made a world of difference. I can't brag about them enough.
Also cool story. We ate at a members house. His wife is from Brazil, and they all speak Portuguese. I told them my dad served in Brazil around the same area that he had. When Sister Harvey saw my name tag she got excited and asked if my dad was from Utah, and if he was tall white and skinny. I showed her a picture and she started texting her friend from Brazil. Apparently my dad had eaten at their house occasionally and knew her best friend when he was on his mission in Brazil. What a crazy small world. Who would have thought that I would run into someone from my dads mission in small town Indiana. It was pretty cool.
This week we have MLC, 2 exchanges, and a bunch of other crazy things. Its going to be exciting!
Love y'all!
Sister Hoyt
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