4/28/2012

    I was thinking it sounds fairly calm outside for a Friday night - then realized it is Saturday night instead.  It is about 9:00 pm here and that is about the time people start coming out.  Just across from us there is a sports bar that attracts many young people on weekend nights. Then we have all of the neighbors outside playing some kind of dominoes on their tables - laughing and talking like they were out in the country where no one could hear.  Life is so different here.  There are no sloppily dressed people no matter what they do, there are no men with pierced earrings, there are no tattoos that we have seen, - just really tight clothes!  There is no one putting down the Mormons or accusing us of being a cult, etc.  The other night at the International Book Fair this man stopped us to say he was an Evangelical minister and he was happy to see us there.  That was a surprise.

   Can't remember if I mentioned the shell pictures we did the other night at Sister Snow's.  I am including a picture in case it gets broken before I get home.  She has tons of shells of different kinds and gallons of glue, hundreds of pictures that were left with her as projects for these people by some of the missionaries that were here before. 
     On Friday Scott and I decided he was going to cut my hair shorter.  I had a little pair of office scissors and a pick - which he thought was quite inadequate.  As I watched my hair falling on the floor when I had just told him to cut a little - I was nervous!  Then he kept pulling it out so it was the same length and it wasn't so he would cut more off.  Needless to say, my hair is about two to three inches long all over my head.  It remands me of when Linda McClellan and I went to Salt Lake and had this guy cut our hair.  By the time we left it was shorter than Scott's. One thing I wanted a picture of was the broom and dustpans they use here.  The broom is always a flat brush and the dust pan is connected to a stick - like the broom but not quite as tall.  You see people sweeping with them everywhere.
   As we were leaving today for PriceMart we saw Louis who was fired from here right after the murder.  Don't know exactly why that was because he seemed to be the only one who worked around here.  He is coming for dinner on Tuesday so that will be fun.  I have a picture of him on the phone but don't know how to get it off.  It was good to see him!
   At Price Mart, which was so crowded you could barely move, we met Pres.Andersen and his wife there so Sister Andersen and I visited while the men stood in line.
    Tomorrow we get to go to an English speaking Sunday School class.  I am really glad even though I have no idea where they are in the lessons.