Transfer 1 almost over........

Happy Father' Day! I think it is still Father's Day in America, right? Maybe for another hour or so? Haha. So I'll be sending you a present in the mail. I think. I have to figure out what to send you first. Luckily the dollar stores here are actually quite amazing. I could buy everyone presents from in those stores. About pictures, we'll see what I can figure out. I heard there is a contraption to change your SD Card to USB in the dollar store, but I haven't found it yet.

I think this week is going to be pretty busy for me. This is my companion, Motegi Shimai's, last transfer. She goes home on Thursday. So she has about a zillion and a half things she wants to do but doesn't have time for. And since we always have to be together, I'm doing them too. It's nice to know that you are leaving. I won't know if I'm staying in Fujisaki or leaving to a new area until Wednesday morning. Yep. Statistically, I will stay in Fujisaki for probably another transfer, but these statistics don't seem to work in my favor most of the time. Do you remember before my mission call how I said I knew that the Lord knew that I couldn't learn a language? Well, now I'm thinking that I know that the Lord knows I can't do Okinawa in the summer. I really wish I wasn't having that thought, but oh well.

So, as this is Motegi Shimai's last week, I have been learning some missionary lingo. As my first companion in the field, she is my mother. Oka-chan! as I call her sometimes to be funny. Only, I don:t think she thinks I'm funny. She doesn:t understand my humor - very disappointing, but that just makes me laugh harder. Anyway, I am her 2nd child. She had her firstborn, who was born in the wilderness of her afflictions (haha, scripture joke! Do you get it?) a few transfers ago. Then, when she leaves her mission, she will be dead. Therefore, I am killing her, as the lingo goes. So basically, I'm killing my mother here in a few days. I plan on getting a really dramatic picture. In slightly related news, her mother has no sense at all. She got a package with a new blouse and a family picture in it. She was like, "a little late Mom!"

I can't believe you (parents) have lost 25/30 pounds. That's incredible. It's funny how mom said 25 and dad said 30. I wonder if those numbers are truth.... who knows. If you want to loose more weight you should come here to Japan. It's really hot. I pretty much sweat all the time.
I've learned the word sweat in Japanese. It's ase. Pronounced Ah - seh. I carry a cute little paper fan with me whereever I go. Since Japanese people are so economically, most people haven't started using their air conditioners yet. I think it's because they know this isn't really that hot - yet. Oh no!

I think all gaijintachi sweat more. It's just the way it is. I think it's because we drink water. For some weird reason, Nihonjin don't drink water. They drink tea, and such, but never really water. They know it's bad for them, but oh well. But I diligently drink my 8+ cups of water a day. I have to! So since my body is hydrated, I sweat. Since their body isn't, they don't. This is my theory anyway.

So I carry this really cute sweat towel with me in my bag. I ride my bike to an investigator's house, wipe my face, then go on in. Then I fan myself until my body cools down.

I think the point of me telling you this is because if you decide to visit at the end of my mission, you might want to re-think. August in Japan isn't exactly cool, you know? You take a shower, then you step outside and it's like you're back in the shower. It's crazy. I can just image Mom flipping out the whole time.

In other news, McDonalds is here in Japan too. It's called Makkudonarudo. Ma - kku - doh - nah - roo - doh. It's ridiculous. And since it sounds similar to English - if you say it really really fast - it took me a solid day to learn it.

For Aunt Jane;

I was so happy to hear from you. I heard that Grandpa is getting high speed internet. That is a miracle! I didn't know he had it in him, you know? Maybe now I can visit him when I got back to college!

My mission is going well. My companion is Japanese, so I only understand about 30% of what she says. Oh well. My Japanese has come a long way, but I don't think it's where I want it to be yet. I don't feel like I can express myself yet. But I know it will come.

For the more detailed parts of my weeks, ask my parents about my blog.
Then you can know the intimate details of my life. Yep.

Sister Lemmon