7 March 2013

Titles.  Titles don't mean anything.  But since my companion has not been here for a time, I am writing about my titles.

Dr Google.  Bonnie has been tied to the computer asking Mr. Google/translation, how do you say this, how do you say that.  So she has started asking me, and of course I tell her.  So she has renamed me Dr. Google, for I am her translator now.  Guess that is a compliment?

Bug Man.  This is a title, as you guessed it, that means I come running anything, unseen, unwanted, or anytime scaring Bonnie.  The other day, she got me out of bed, for she was again up early, to kill a Large, Scary thing.  I grabbed my shoe and scurried in to meet this big, black, large thing, the cause of the terror in her voice. Well, I got in there, our laundry room, approached the "thing" and wondered how I was going to kill it.  She, or course, was hiding in another room.  I looked at the thing, and tried to figure out how to turn this into my benefit.  As I killed it, I could tell her stories how I fought it to death, it was it or me.  Then she said, 'Did you get it?"  Then I figured I better tell her the truth.  "Dear companion, the black thing that was causing you terror was a SHADOW, nothing more."  It seems the light was casting a shadow on the floor, and I heroically saved her life by  killing that large, black thing, that didn't move, but it was sure scaring my wife.

Sock Man.  When she is hanging the clothes in our apartment, I have been assigned the challenge of hanging the socks.  I so carefully hang the socks over the line.   You see, she doesn't trust me with those clothes pins.  You never know what kind of trouble I could get into with those weapons.  So I am also the sock man.

I guess you could also call me the STICK KILLER, cock roach killer, the lizard pursuer, the pop corn man, and so many others.  New identities come when you go on a mission.

On Tuesday night, we were privileged to witness one of our students as he gave another one of our students a ring.  There were tears, yelling, screaming, clapping, etc.  It was quite a sweet experience.  The girl is the one that mom is having cut her hair instead of me.  I should be hurt, being replaced like that, I mean I am a great barber, a great hair cutter, but she is a doll, and so in love.  He is going back to Guatemala for about  ten months to get ready to marry, and she is worried about it.  We will be helping her make it though the months.

I have to teach the investigator class tonight, and I have no idea what  am going to teach.  After I teach the Book of Mormon, it will come to me, as it has in the past.   That is such a special blessing, to be teaching, and be inspired what to say and how to say it,  what we need to teach, etc.

Well, it is time to sign off, and I don't have any pictures, but my companion will fill in here, for she takes them  all, and stuff.