Monday, September 20, 2010

those dang quesadillas


Que Tal familia!!!!!

I know it is a bit early for me to be writing you guys but I am headed off to Uruapon for 4 days to do some sweet work.  Oh and in Uruapon it isn’t hot. Ah I’m so stoked!!!! It is going to be saweet. I’m going to be working with Elder Lopez again. So, I am stoked.

Yesterday after a good day of church with lots of people in attendance and lots of investigators in church, we went to the comida. It was with the familia of our ward mission leader. Horacio, is his name, he is a stud.  He is an ex missionary, but you would think he was still a missionary. He is always visiting menos activios and coming on visits with us. He is a stud. But, the food. First we had a big bowl of soup, which was awesome!!!! I really liked it and it had a whole bunch of meat. I was getting done eating my soup, the madre of Horacio puts down a plate of quesadillas. It was a whole dang stack and there was cheeze goozing out of them. Then she told me that it was for me. I was in a little bit of shock because there was so much cheeze. I was like, how in the world am I going to eat these. I started praying that I could receive the gift to eat. I started to believe that I could do it. First, I started dipping them in salsa.  This helped a bunch but then the salsa got way to hot.  I thought I was going to die because I had so much heat in my mouth. So I started eating them plain.  I think from eating the salsa I was able to eat them plain because the salsa damaged all my taste buds and there was enough tortilla to get rid of the nasty texture of the cheeze.  I did it, I ate my quesadillas. I ate cheeze familia can you believe it!!! In this one meal I ate more cheeze than I have eaten in my entire life. I was super grateful for the meal. The Hermana´s always love it when I eat with them, because I eat a lot and it makes them feel good. If it makes them happy, I will eat whatever and a lot. I am starting to see a little bit of the affects. I am starting to get a little gut, which is not good. I can’t really help it, it’s the food. I’m doing more exercises because I don’t want to have a gut when I come home. I won’t be able to get a date. Ha ha  Oh, Brady remember when we were in the good ole state of Wyoming and we were pushing our guts out?  My gut back then, was nothing.  You should see it now. Ha ha. I am exercising more because I want a date. Ha ha It makes me feel better (physically, mentally, spiritually) and my pants are starting to get a little tight around the ole belly. Ha ha Gotta love the food here.

So I don’t know why but I had a whole bunch of people contact me in English this week. Which is very weird because this never happens. It was saweet because a couple of them live in Utah and are here for vacations. It was so hard. I can’t talk in English to save my life. I haven’t really spoken English since I got to the ranch. It was a challenge for me to speak with these people. I had to think of the words and sentences in my mind before I spoke with these people.  I also tried talking about the church and would just start speaking in Spanish because my Spanish just flows out of my mouth. It was wild and I cannot teach or contact in English. I like talking in Spanish a lot better right now.

Well I gotta head out. Sorry it is short this week but there is work to be done. 

Know that I love you with all of my heart. You guys give me inspiration and I know that you are with me.

Love your little ranch boy Elder Miller 

Mom really fast my backpack is dying. I am going to need a new one. I have had it for years and it has been through many battles with me but it is time for a new one. If you could send one that is a little bigger that would be awesome, but not too big just like a normal backpack but has good support. That would be amazing and the color doesn’t matter.

I would use my other one from Mr. Mac, but I gave it to my comp.  I let him use it one day because his backpack was hurting his back really bad. He absolutely loved the one from Mr. Mac so I thought he needed it more than me. So I gave it to him.

thanks so much 

love ya

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