Orange orange everywhere...

Greetings again from the Tennessee Knoxville Mission.  Saturday is our “p” day and so now that we have the shopping done and the laundry done and we have spent two hours trying to find some sisters we are trying to rescue for the ward, I have time to sit and do this email. 

 

     We see UT all over the place – I always think Utah and then remember it is the University of Tennessee – UT.  I will get use to it I am sure.

      Everything is VOLS or Volunteers – know now that is the name of the UT team, so ever body, every business, every doctors clinic have VOLS or Volunteers in their name.
      I have never seen so much orange in my entire life – the bright, bright orange of the UT VOLS.  Makes what BYU and Utah do look like nothing.
      We have had sever torrential rain storms this week and tornado warnings but all we have gotten is rain.  When it comes – it really comes.     We are getting use to using umbrella’s – you have to or you drown.    We are apparently about 13 inches ahead of the average yearly rainfall and we have only been here 3 weeks.

      Papa has 3 of the 7 cars he needs to sell – sold.  The guy hasn’t picked them up yet but that should be sometime this week.  He will be really glad when they are off his hands.


      I do have all the missionary files and am in the processes of making them like our files – President Irion keeps bring me information about Elder Laws Casper.  President is funny.  I think you will get a kick out of him.

   Today we found one of our lost souls over by the UT football stadium.  WHAT A STADIUM!!!!  I asked her if her house rattled with the noise from the crowd – she said only when the cannon goes off.  She thinks it is aimed right over her house.
It is a lot of hard work and we are loving it.  Sister Irion said it is the hardest fun she has ever had.

   We are learning to get around – thanks to our Garmin/GPS.  I still have no idea what direction is what.  For me the sun is coming up in the north.

   Papas least favorite thing is the humidity – it doesn’t seem to bother me.


   I was worried that the humidity would be awful for my hair but just the opposite – it has more body than it has had for a long, long time – so I love that.  I just need to find someone who can trim it and help me get it back to its natural color.  Ron found a barber & it cost him $14 for the cut – he nearly passed out at the price.  I said we are not in Utah any more.

   Because tomorrow is Father’s Day, I am fixing a roast & we have invited the cute sister missionaries who live downstairs to eat with us unless they get an invitation from someone interested in the gospel.  I haven’t cook a roast for a long time.  Heck I haven’t cooked for a long time.
18.   We leave the house by 7:30am each morning and one night we were actually home by 7 but usually it is later.

   We don’t breaks – I do go out and stand in the sun every once in a while – I need the sun.  usually we do ½ for lunch and other than that we are busy with mission stuff.

   Most important of all – we have stronger testimonies of the Savior and His atoning sacrifice and what that means in each of our lives.  This missionary work is an incredible experience.  I am soooooooooooooo  glad we can do it.