Tuesday night, we didn't have anything to do so we went to the local basketball court and shot around. These kids were playing on the other end and they came down and challenged us to 2 v 2. In a white shirt, dress slacks, and dress shoes, we crushed them. It wasn't even close both games we played. They were getting really frustrated because we kept hitting 3's in their eye and driving past them. We let them know we were missionaries and that the Church is true. We counted that as a "lesson taught" ;)
We saw Heather and she is a boss. She wanted us to give her a few copies of the Book of Mormon so she could put them in the waiting room where she works. She is a breath of fresh air in an area where the work isn't going very well.
We celebrated Elder Miller's birthday four times this week. That means we have four cakes in the fridge. I'm tired of eating cake. Feel free to come to Greeley and eat cake.
It is week six of the transfer, meaning it is the last week of the transfer. Thank the Lord! I need some sort of change up because things aren't going the way they should here. I just need to stick it out a few more days. I can do this!