Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Ready to leave the office earlier than usual to go buy the fixin's for dinner. When we got into Jumbo's I changed my menu and decided to cook pork chops for the new missionary couple who arrived Tuesday. After all it was Thursday, and I had forgotten that I always used to cook pork chops that day. Didn't have any other "fixed meal on a certain day" except for Thursday. Don't remember when that tradition began.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
A relieved and happy Hna. Petersen. There were many words I mispronounced, but Walt was a good sport and said everyone got the message and felt the spirit.
The potatoes, carrots, and celery are ready to be added to the roast an hour before it is done.
The clothes from yesterday's wash that didn't fit on our 6-line, short strand clothes line in the laundry cove, are drying in the same sun coming in from the patio windows.
Walt has taken off his suit jacket and tie and is working on the family home evening lesson for the 7 Sr. Missionary couples at our home tomorrow. "The Law of the Harvest" or how we can never get ahead of the Lord in how he blesses us. It will be based on "for every law there is a blessing predicated" or however the scripture goes. He's been mulling it in his mind for quite a while. I'm looking forward to it. As one of our Sister missionaries at a mission resunion said: "It's so wonderful to hear doctrine from my mission president again." Walt has been given a gift to teach doctrine pure and refined. [He will be uncomfortable with my praising him again. So be it.]
And the train is going by our corner of Buenos Airea ...
I have read my Chapter in the Book of Mormon while waiting for each photo to upload. In this chapter I wrote on "Good scriptures for Aimee's missionary letters" which I keep a record of just before the Book of Mormon cover page: Helaman 14: 8; 17.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
A Museum outing, plus preparing talk on assigned topic "Long-term benefits of Family Home Evening"...
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Our Argentina book says "The Querandi Indians were the inhabitants of Buenos Aires when, in 1536, the Spanish settler Pedro de Mendoza founded the city under the name of "The City of Our Lady of the Good Winds...
"In 1807 the city underwent an invasion by English troops who were expelled by the ragged city militia...
"This heroic deed encouraged the local inhabitants and on May 25, 1810, an Open Assembly was held.
"In 1853 the Argentina National Constitution was proclaimed, laying the foundations for the present-day Argentina...
The capital city ended up being called "Good Winds" or in Spanish "Buenos Aires."
With the city sounds of cars, taxis (39,000 of them the book says), trains, and the subway transporting the 13,000,000 people hither and yon, we think Burley is going to seem extremely quiet when we return in 7 months.
Walt's favorite times are when we can get out into the countryside and see the country folk.
I've had a nice day in our apartment because Walt had me not go into the office to see if I could help rest my back. One of the many city train tracks is 100 meters from our 4th floor, and the 6-box- car trains go by to and from the center of the city every 10-15 minutes. We can distinctly see the outline of passengers sitting--or standing when it's full.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I'm rather weary from being up an hour or so in the middle of each night, having to sit to relieve the back pain. Yes, my Mom is right "Getting old isn't for wimps." But I think I'm pretty wimpy.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
(After that he took each son and daughter, and 2x me, for a one-on-one whitewater rafting trip. Yes, they're all river rats! I'm just a river mouse.)
Yesterday, Elder Allred invited each of the seven area missionaries to walk over to the Fair at the big Exposition grounds..about 7 or 8 blocks from our apartment.
It is the "129th National Rural Argentine Agricultural Fair," so I guess it started back in 1880. This one goes from the middle of July and ends Aug. 4.
Since my back isn't doing well, I deferred all the walking. None of the other wives went, either. Four of the seven Elders joined in this adventure.
So it was Elders Allred, Leckie, Wall, and Petersen, aka Gary, Richard, Frank, and Walt.
It's a good thing I took a photo of Walt & Gary as they were leaving our apt because I'd left the camera card in the laptop from my last downloading, so he would have gotten there and not been able to take any photos.
Here are 11 of the 18 photos he took. I'll have to add more description when he finishes working on his assigned talk for next Sunday, having been given the topic "The Mantle of the Priesthood."
Here's his addition: They saw turkeys, pheasants, chickens, peacocks, pigeons, rabbits, goats, sheep, llamas, horses, cows, farm machinery, and lots of people.
The four each had a choripan (?sp) for lunch.
He was only gone 3 hours...during which time I washed and hung clothes on the line (no dryers for missionaries), mixed bread, and was mopping the wood floor with some "shiner" stuff when he got home.
Walt said there wasn't a line when they got there in the morning. The entrance fee is 15 pesos, which is between $4 and $5 U.S. dollars.
This morning on the way home from Church at noon, the line to get in was 4-5 blocks long...3-4 abreast! We surmised this is the day a lot of Dad's are off work to take their families. Too bad they had to do it on the Sabbath Day.