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Monday, July 8, 2013



Drum roll please.......... his letter arrived, it was a bike accident, and while I know the details of the story, I don't want to publish what I know just yet.  Apparently, he has taken a page from his dad, and anyone else that received letters this week, heard a slightly different version of the story.  So if you did in fact receive a letter, please post your story below so we can all compare notes on what happened.  He did knock himself out, he even forgot he was on a mission for a second.  I personally think that there are much easier ways of getting out of a little work.  They were forced to drive the car for a week as he was under Dr's orders not to ride the bike, and there was no heavy manual labor, so no service projects. 

I know he is feeling better because he sent a second letter, well maybe a note is a better word.  They don't know what to cook and night and could I please send recipes.  Figures that he only misses me for my cooking.  ;) 

He informed us that while he was at the MTC he was in the choir, of course, and that he was the only who sang while doing a handstand, why am I not surprised?!?  Z was that something you taught him?  Should we blame that on All State choir maybe?

He misses  helping with summer theater, and hopes we all break a few legs there, as well as the cast of the upcoming show at PHS. 

He says that mail from home would be great and there are a few of you he hopes to hear from soon, if not I am to 'go and punch you in the face'.  Please write, I really love you all too much to punch you!  (Phillip, this may or may not have been meant for you specifically!)

Other than the obvious bumps and bruises he is still happy and excited about the work he is doing, which makes it much easier to have him gone.  He passes on his love to everyone, so if you are reading this know that someone in Spokane loves you and thinks of you!

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  2. My side of the story
    "So was at bor. Flecthers (he's the member we're living with.) He has t3 cats and one day one of them went loco crazy. It literely jumped on my face and started clawing away. Haha and while trying to get him off I hit my head on the bunk bed and blacked out. So not only was my face clawed but I also got a mild concussion. Haha yep thats week 2 in Spokane, WA."

    haha For a second there I thought that he was being serious, but then again look who Im talking to :).

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  3. He told me he had been abducted by aliens and they had implanted little alien bug baby eggs in his head. Later, he was riding his bike past a golf course and was accidentaly hit in the forehead with a golf ball, which startled those same little alien bug baby eggs, and they hatched and exploded out of his face. When 'Missionary Mike' regained consciousness, he saw Bigfoot (a local Washingtonian) furiously trying to stomp out said little alien bug babies before they could escape into the sewers where they planned to breed until they have sufficient numbers to take over the world (Mr Foot HAAAATES little alien bug babies that breed in the sewers with asperations of world domination as they tend to upstage him in the supermarket tabloids!). After dispatching Michael's aforementioned progeny, he picked Elder Cox up, dusted him off, "smiled, and gave him a vegimited sandwich"....(for all you 80's fans out there......you're welcome). Wishing to remain 'elusive', the Squatch hot FOOTED it from the scene (get it? He, he) just as Miguel's companion Elder Felshaw arrived.
    Now, what most greenie missionaries and missionary mom's don't know is that Senior companions/ trainers are each issued a 'flashy-memory messer-upper thingy' for moments like these when we need to spare our trainees the horror of what they just experienced....(yes, I said 'we'). We usually give our newbie companions a new memory like...."you crashed your bike. Now go home and write your mom about it so she won't worry." They usually don't listen and thusly incur the wrath of their mothers who inturn send packages ment to tease and taunt them into being better drivers. For those who don't learn their lesson, they come home, get married, and end up with welts and bumps on the backs of their heads for every time they 'may, or may not', have run a stop sign.....
    So, Mr Michael Man, be more careful.

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