Soda Bottles Don't Have Knives! ... Soy No Miedo! Jan 12,2015

This week was pretty normal, though kind of stressful. The week before transfers, you're always kind of on your toes, because you never know who's going to stay or who's going to leave.

One night, we were trying to contact a referral, who was the duena de a store, so we bought some snacks, but discovered that she wasn't even there. So we went to go visit someone that had had some issues with a member in our ward and wanted to complain to the branch president, and on the way, I tried to open this glass bottle of soda that I had purchased, and the metal cap wasn't just twisting off, so I tried using the keys to force it off, and it slipped, and I cut my fingers on the metal cap. I give up, look at my fingers, which look fine, and put the soda down, and we arrive at the apartments. We park, pray, and ascend the stairs. I knock on the door, and notice that my fingers are bleeding and almost dripping onto the floor. Oops. And of course, I was wearing my white skirt with blue and black flowers, so I couldn't really just wipe it on the skirt. I just kind of covered it and tried to make sure I would catch the blood if it dripped.

The lady answers the door, invites us in, and we sit down and wait for a moment while she finishes helping her child with something. Hermana Brunsdale notices that the blood is getting really close to dripping on my skirt as the lady comes over. Hermana Brunsdale asks her for a paper towel, and I kind of bandage my fingers as we talk about what President Waite had said in response to her comments. Then she's appeased, we invite her to learn more, and she says that she's a Jehovah's Witness, and we leave.

We go to her neighbor downstairs, who is a member, and she gives me son Ninja Turtle bandaids, then we go to our lesson with Georgina. We're trying to teach her the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and her son, Gabe, was super excited, as always, to have us over. He was overly excited this time, and we wanted Georgine to especially feel the Spirit this time, so Hermana Brunsdale and I exchanged the look, and she taught, and I distracted. So I was quietly playing with Gabe, and then he looks at my hand, and goes, "Did you use my bandaid?" I told him that of course I did, why not? And he turns around and points to a Ninja Turtle bandaid stuck to the wall. "No you didn't, it's still right here!" So then he asks why I had the bandaid, and it's like, "Was it a knife? Was it your llaves (keys, he have really good Spanglish)?"

I kind of laugh, and say, "No, it was my soda bottle." He looks at my in disbelief and said, "Soda bottles don't have knives!" Hermana Brunsdale and Georgina look up at us, and just laugh. Oops, Spirit lost? No, she accepted the baptismal invitation. (: Still without a date, but it's all good. Progress is progress.

Transfer news? Hermana Brunsdale is being transferred, and I'm staying. Maybe I'll die here in the area I was born. Who knows? (:

Love y'all!