Today, in case you hadn't noticed (this is for you silly people on the other half of the globe who still think it's Sunday), is Monday. Do you know what that means? Did you guess finding celery at random in a supermarket (which in and of itself is extremely unusual. Like, extremely unusual. Generally we buy our food at indoor markets where they practically kill you if you even THINK about picking out/touching any of the food for yourself. You may have it handed to you, thank you) in Russia (I've never seen it before today) and deciding to make soup with it? Well, you'd be right. Yay! Soup! I think I'll make chicken noodle, mostly because chicken is the only meat I actually recognize here (not my fault, for the record), and also because Sister Lewis is feeling under the weather and could probably use something vaguely American to eat today. No, I don't care to know that chicken noodle isn't actually American. It sounds American, and that's enough for me.
On Tuesday I had another quarterly trip to Korea, and because we were there on Tuesday/Wednesday, they had a special 6:00 am session at the temple and that meant that I got to go twice in the 36-hour period that we were there. I also bought myself more earrings (have I mentioned that those for me are like ties for the elders? Well they are. It's the only thing can change in my wardrobe, and I'm going to take advantage of it), and because I found a place that sells them for about 85 cents a pair, I'm slowly amassing a very large collection for myself. I figure that since I'm not overly fond of souveniers anyway, if I'm going to get myself something I might as well get something I'll use in the future. And if I can find myself many things I'll use in the future, well... okay then.
Sister Tolmachova doesn't have to get her visa renewed, obviously, so she got to spend the time we were in Korea hanging around the office playing translator for President and working the Russian Underground System to get him a parking lot near the church. I'm sure he would've had the Assistants do it normally, but it just happened to work out that they were both in Korea with me at the time, and in any case it's always easier to get things done when you've got a native speaker involved.
Anyway, the computer just warned me that I have five minutes left, which I think is horribly unfair because I had about a million other things to say. Fine. I guess you'll just have to wait until next week. I love you all, I hope you're staying safe and wet (yay! Fall!), and I expect you to have entertaining stories for me next week.
-Sister Read. American... ish.
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