It's a force field...

HEYLOOK I'm still in Puente Piedra! 

WITH HERMANA MOODY!

#yayyyyyyyyyyrejoicewiththechoirsofangelsohwaitjustkiddingthosearetheawkwardgringas

We are unbelievably happy to be spending another transfer together here in paradise. I am now finished with all my training and so I guess that means I am a missionary and what not...

Speaking of which, I just can't wait to tell you something great that happened in District Meeting this week. Elder Scroggins, our beloved district leader, called us the night before and asked me to speak a little bit about the importance of preparation. I had been studying diligence and came up with some cool stuff to say to relate it to preparation. In d.m. I shared what I had learned and the Spirit was really strong! Elder Reyes - one of our zone leaders, who I look up to SO MUCH and is super duper nice but never really pays a whole lot of attention to me because I have been, you know, training and slipping up on my Spanish and just hanging out making mistakes next to Hermana Moody (#ALRIGHTthat'sjustalittlebitdramaticbutstill) - was listening with shocking intent and nodding in response to important points and all that good stuff. Liiiiike, he actually got something out of what I said! And after I had closed my little portion I sat back down and Elder Salazar gave me a fist bump. And THEN. Okay, so Elder Reyes has this expression that we always tease him about. In Spanish, "bacan" (bah-cahn) is slang and means cool or awesome. He likes to use this word for extra special emphasis (i.e. That baptismal service was BACAN.) and always puts his fingers in the OK symbol when he REALLY means it. To receive this expression is something of a sacred privilege. And to my great surprise and joy, Elder Reyes leaned over Elder Salazar and said to me, "Su Español es BACAN!" Hey! I speak Spanish!

#OHMYGOODNESSICANDIEHAPPYNOW

So this week me and Elder Reyes became friends. And then, to the great distress of the entire ward, he got transferred on Saturday. DARN it. But we got a new zone leader, Elder Johnson, who seems pretty cool. And Elders Crozier, Brown, Tunque, Orellana, and Fallas all got transferred out of our zone as well. The rest of us are the same. We now have Elders Spencer, Wilson, Johnson, Billalba, aaaaaaaand....some others who I haven't met yet. We'll see. Anyway. Transfers were harder this time, but the Lord's work goes on.

Hey, by the way, we have a fly in our house who just doesn't seem to want to leave. Hermana Moody suggested we make him our pet to feel less uncomfortable about his presence. I named him Macklemore. We have good times with Macklemore, telling him to keep his filthy paws off our queso and mermelada. He is a polite, strong fella for the most part.

Speaking of music that I caught just before leaving, at a meeting with the zone this week, Elder Salazar started singing "I FEEL SO CLOSE TO YOU RIGHT NOW..."

And I finished the line. IT'S A FORCE FIELD. And then, of course, distanced myself substantially.

You just don't understand how great American music is until you realize that all the Peruvians know it by heart. Why? I don't know.

Also, it seems like a lot of the Latino elders in our zone have girlfriends named Kendra...why? I don't know.

Also, we started a new pension and she gave us two successive lunches from the underworld. Why? I DON'T KNOW.

Let me talk about this for a minute. Peruvians eat a lot of food for lunch. That doesn't describe the meal she presented before us to finish completely on Saturday:

Soup with potatoes and carne. MMMMMM delicious and filling! Thanks Hermana Francisca! See ya tomorrow! WAIT...she gave us forks as well.

Then came the actual meal.

SLAB OF MEAT. POTATO PUREE. MOUNT VESUVIUS OF RICE.

#weepingandwailingandgnashingofexcessivelyfood-coveredteethandohmygoshwearefreakinglateforournextcita

again...

And then, a nice little bowl of delicious mango chunks.

We also met a nice little old lady who has A HUNDRED YEARS of life under her belt! We are going to take a picture with her this week. Also I almost got eaten by Balto's loving horse twin.

Also, N is living the Law of Chastity and the Word of Wisdom even in the very face of incredible temptations. She literally cut off the two most difficult commandments to keep in her life cold turkey and is doing SO well. 

I LOVE CHASTITY. I...I JUST LOVE IT.

Quote of the Week: 

On Halloween, we were talking about all the little kids who would go out and get candy that night and were kinda sad that we didn't get any. Then Hermana Moody came up with an excellent idea!

"We could just go out contacting, knocking doors, and saying, 'TRICK OR SALVATION!!!!!!!!!' "

And that we did.

Well...not.

I LOVE YOU ALL SEND ME LETTERS AND I WILL SEND YOU BLESSINGS

De Perú con amor,

Hermana Hewitt