actually that is a lie. there is no where i would rather be than here in the ward Nueva San Martín in the community of Maipú (pronounced "my poo"). if i finish the mission here i will be able to say, i died in my poo. either way i will be able to say that one of my sectors in the mission was in my poo. it's really hot here. i am already getting really tan.
the subject is titled so because my companion, hermana wiltse, has a dog named pemberly. i thought he and bingley could be friends and then i remembered that mom gave him away. that's kind of sad. oh well, i'll just get another dog when i get home. maybe. it is really hot here not like the coast and there is lots of smog which is already making my skin break out. but i do love my new sector and my new companion. she is from washington and we have really similar personalities. her mom is a hippie that goes to women's retreats where they sit in a circle, light a candle and pass it around talking about their feelings. her dad is just regular.
this week an old 75 year old man told me that if we would have been young together we would have been boyfriend/girlfriend. yesterday we had stake conference and the first speaker was talking about personal revaltion. she told this story about how she didn't really have a desire to read or see the movie "twilight". then a missionary told her that the author was LDS and that the author had a dream that she needed to write a book about vampires and werewolves and love and whatever else is in that book. so apparently God gave stephanie myers personal revaltion and now we have the epic classic, "twighlight". um....gag me.
welp, i hope you all had a fabulous thanksgiving. i know i did. i did not eat turkey, dress as an indian or pilgram, or watch football. i walked lots and talked to lots of people. i love you all. have a fabulous week.
love,
kelli jean, hruss.
peace+love
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HAAAAha. All missionaries letters get so boring but, not Kelli's. When she writes you never know what's coming. IT'S FANTASTIC. Kewwi, tell her I say that, okay?
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