Since a 15 pound, frozen turkey at Harbels costs $100, no one knows how long it's been frozen, and no one has an oven big enough to cook a turkey in anyway, the Senior Missionaries all decided to go to the Royal Hotel for Thursday's buffet - Italian! Nice way to celebrate a good old American Holiday, don't you think? Actually, it was very good. We all enjoyed ourselves and ate till we were stuffed, which is what you do for Thanksgiving, right?
So what are we thankful for this Thanksgiving?
*Family and Friends - We feel of your love and support.
*To be missionary companions in Liberia and the other missionaries we serve with.
*For a good place to live, good food to eat, and good water to drink.
*The gospel in our lives and the peace and happiness it brings us.
Left side of table front to back - Elder and Sister Hezseltine, Elder and Sister Berrett
Right side of table front to back - Sister Miles (you can just see the top of Elder Miles' head behind Sister Miles), President and Sister Kirkham, The other Sister and Elder Miles.
Before our Thanksgiving feast, we made a delivery to the Logan Town apartments. As we were getting ready to leave, several of the Elders were standing at the curb in front of their apartment building, trying to get a taxi so they could go to their areas to work for the day. The work goes on, even on Thanksgiving. Dedicated, hard working missionaries!
L to R - Elders Humpherys, Zaugg, Fairwell, Pearmain, Erickson, Guymon, Backman, Gunnell
With Thanksgiving over, it's time to decorate for Christmas.
In the package we received from home were homemade Christmas cards from our grandchildren. We decided to open one a day to extend the fun. All the cards have been opened now, so of course they have to go up on the wall.
See our cute wreath. Those are my grandchildren's hands.
Look at the fun snowflakes they also sent.
(Hey, Berrett grandchildren, see if you can find your snowflake and card.)
Thanks for the decorations, family.
Our apartment looks quite festive, thanks to you.
I taught the children in my Logan Town Branch to sing, "Once there was a snowman". They love the part that says, 'in the sun he melted' and then you pretend to melt. Only thing is, they have no idea what snow, a snowman, or even what cold is. I asked them what color they thought snow was and they all shouted, "black!" Well, not at first it isn't!