Okay. So. Jazz. There was a trade, you say? I need more information than that! Who'd they trade? Who's the guy from Michigan? Details, details!
Also. When is Harry Potter's birthday? I know it's in July. But I can't remember what day.
So. Another week has gone by in Kraków. I am SO sorry if these letters are boring to you people. I try to make them interesting, but sometimes I just don't have the energy, so they end up boring, and then I'm like, "Ah. Dangit. Sorry, friends." So. Sorry.
It was Sister Hemming's birthday on Tuesday, so for dinner we went to this weird restaurant. Just for kicks. It was like walking into the parlor of some house in Pride and Prejudice or something. The waitresses were - I kid you not - wearing Regency style dresses. I don't even know why. But there you have it. And the food was super expensive. And they had boar on the menu. Yes. That's right. BOAR. Also hare, and other such random food. It was one of the strangest restaurant experiences of my life. Right behind Babci Maliny. So we ate there. That was fun. I had chicken. It was SUPER garlicy. Like, I could taste the garlic for the next three days. And this isn't even a joke. I might try writing them a suggestion to take it down a notch on the garlic ...
Besides dinner, we also dropped two investigators that day. Which was THE worst. Because they were our two investigators who were always down to meet, who never flaked us - they were good as gold. Except that they refused to keep any commitments larger than reading the KM. Which was why we dropped them. But it was so hard. Especially with one of them. Because she was our favorite. She was so fun, and so cool. And we loved (love) her. And we went through the lesson, and we gave her a commitment, and she was like, "Yeah, no." So we were like, "Yeah, here's the thing. We can't keep meeting with you if you don't keep commitments." And she was like, "I read my KM all the time!" And we were like, "Yeah ... But something bigger. Soooo we can't meet with you. Which is super sad. And we love you." And then she kinda stormed out of the chapel and pulled out her cigarettes in the elevator and told us she felt betrayed and used and we were like, "Awwww crap." Because that was NOT our intention. AT ALL. Because we absolutely love her, and we just want to help, but if she's not willing to act on anything we teach her, it's going to be impossible for her to progress. So basically, that's where we're at. It was awful. I cried. We sat in the primary room, and I cried.
Sorry this email can't be longer - my comps are pushing me to hit the road. But I just want you all to know that I love you guys - ALL of you.. I think you're the greatest. And thanks for all the prayers and all the support - it means a lot.
Also, Mom - thanks for the pictures of Oregon! SO cute! I love them so much! I have such a cute family!
LOVE YOU ALL! WITH MY WHOLE ENTIRE HEART AND THEN SOME!
Siostra Young
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