Hehehe I feel as though a lot happened this week, but I can't seem to recall any of it...but here's the bit I do remember.
The clothing exchange is low key the source for all my stories, so here we are again. A woman came in when we were about an hour away from closing, and donated a lot of stuffed animals. A noticed right away that a few of them were a little interesting; but when I went over to grab another bag to sort I could have sworn a dog had gotten into the building, because that stuffed animal looked alarmingly real (image below). I freaked out a bit and then the entire district had a very heated discussion for about 10 minutes about if someone had or had not dropped off their taxidermied dog to a donation center.
Now we pretty much got nowhere in that conversation, but later that week I was messaging a licensed taxidermist on Facebook (just Facebook finding things, they also engrave animal skulls if your interested, I can give you the Esty link). She confirmed for me that if was real fur. And I'll leave y'all to make your own assumptions from there...
We actually got to have dinners WITH some members this week (they have a cool deck so we ate out there). And they have the absolutely gorgeous view, so enjoy the photo we got (views a lot better in real life, but all is well).
Pretty much a lot of our week was a lot of chaotic energy that hit its peak last night. I can't really explain how it happened, but here's what ended up happening. I was making cookies, and behind me Sister Poulsen was cutting Sister Phillips hair with a pair of safety scissors, as Sister Hawkins DJed to set the mood. It was a chaotic time, and I'm still not sure how it ended up happening, but all is well. Sister Poulsen tried reassuring us that all would be well by telling us she used to sweep the floors at a salon part-time at one point, so don't worry she's perfectly qualified. ("Well my father was a piano mover..."- this one's for you dad) :)
If you've made it this far into my email I wish to thank you. I will now reward you by telling you about the sweetest experience we had yesterday! Brother Fitzsimmons who is one of our weekly lessons, has been less active until recently. Today he showed up to sacrament meeting and helped pass the sacrament. After the meeting we talked to him in the hallway and he was crying, and told us about how good it felt to partake of the sacrament worthily again. We were so happy for him!
When I went to YSA I noticed his truck was still there and was confused, but it all made sense when he texted us an hour later. It read: "Sisters. I was not expecting to come home today with a temple recommend, but I did. I had to share so who better than with those who walked with me on the path. I love you all so much. Looking forward Saturday." (BP please tell Sister Mitchell for me!!) I always say his lessons are the highlight of my week, but I think that this text might have taken the top spot this week!
Much love from Waldport (well technically I live in Yachats pero está bien). Have a great week!
Hermana Shelton
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