Puddle of dirty water

I guess the title says it all, today was one of those days that I ask myself why am I even trying. I don’t want to bore you with my ranting, so there you go, another photograph.  If you need me I will be stranded to my bed, listening to ColdPlay in shuffle mode, over and over again.

“I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad  mood.” ~Calvin and Hobbes

Missonaries writing the address of the closest Church to where I live. Nice!

On my way home from downtown, I stumbled upon two LDS Missionaries, they were heading home after apparently a very long day. I told them I was also LDS and we all got very excited, it was nice to see them in such a different context. We chatted for a bit and exchanged a couple Mormon jokes. I never got to that point where I had to serve a Mission, there are still so many things that are new for me and need to learn, but I hope that someday I will be able to contribute with my “granito de arena” (Grain of salt) to the Mission of the Church. As an extra bonus, they helped me by giving me directions to the closest Church to where I live (No more long trips to Daegu!!! At least not every week). I might not be serving a full time mission, but I can certainly put a link on this entry, which would explain more about what I am talking about, missions and the LDS Church in general. I am sure someone will find it useful.

I think is time to start cooking at home

Finally I am coming out of my cold, it’s been a good day, although, lunch was a bit of struggle. I was never a sea food type of person, but now living in the coast, I decided to give it a try, so I have been experimenting here and there. But today lunch was a different beast, quite literally. I hate being picky with food, especially when the cook sits in front of me, smiling at every move of my chopsticks. Oh well, I had to suck it up, again literally, and go for it. And to think the days of my mother waiting for me to finish my soup were gone (sigh). I think this is a good allicient to start cooking at home. I can’t wait for tomorrow. Au revoir et bon appétit!

When you ask kids to hug their dad, this is the only possible outcome

Let me start with this statement: Church is great. I love going to Church and seeing families there, kids running around, young couples arguing but seeing them holding hands right after, grownups pouring their experience and wisdom upon those less experienced (e.g. me). But overall, feeling being part of a great family, in which we are all members and everybody is welcome. It was a great time to bond, eat, play, meet everybody and eat again. I hope everyone is able to find a shelter or a break from their daily routine, something that charges you up and inspires you for the coming week. For me, Church is where that is.

I’ve decided to create a set exclusively for my Church pictures. I hope you enjoy.

Texting during the meeting, not cool!

Two weeks ago I had my first monthly Provincial Office of Education (POE) meeting. After 5 hours of heated discussion, laughter, pizza and strawberry shakes we got a lot of stuff done. I was chosen to be the historian, which means I would be taking lots of pictures in our activities, nothing bad with that. Today on the other hand, I stayed locked in my room all day long trying to get better, completely uneventful day with the exception of my longest Skype conversation to date, 2 hours and 19 minutes, I guess time flies when you talk to an intellectual conversionist (Where intellectual != nerd).

I just uploaded new pictures from our meeting two weeks ago (So much for “A picture a day”, lol).