January 11, 2011

Hello Hello.
I'll have you know, Brittany and Macsen, that I made pumpkin roll with the cans of smashed pumpkin you sent me and it was heavenly. Sister Wong had never tried pumpkin roll before and she was addicted. I've never seen a roll disappear so fast. She's Asian which means she is a family of non-bakers. Tragic. It was goooooooood. I didn't make a pie because the price of shortening here is rediculous, and plus I like the roll better. So thank you thank you thank you. I'll probably be making some more real soon with the rest of it, as soon as I can save up to buy more cream cheese (it's a little on the pricey side).
For Christmas for Sister Wong I brought back some Japanese curry seasoning from Singapore on one of my VISA trips. We made it on Sunday and it was heavenly. My future family better love curry because that is all I am going to make ever. Also Brittany, the two candles you sent me are both almost gone; partly because we burn them all the time, and partly because i knocked one over while burning the other day. Wax was everywhere, what a mess; our Area Book smells wonderful... They make our apartment smell awesome.
So, how is it going in America?
We just got back from hiking Lambir again today. I believe I might have told you about hiking it before. Good news is, we didn't get lost this time, and I escaped getting bit by leeches again. Other Elders were not so lucky. I brought salt. Yes, when I whipped it out at the trail head and salted my legs, socks, and shoes, they did indeed make fun of me. And again throughout the hike as I would sprinkle my sock line here and there they would make fun of me. But who didn't get any bites? Me. And who got bit? the Elders. And who later asked if they could barrow the salt I brought? The Elders. We had an awesome time hiking. Although we managed to get through the hike with no rain, it might as well have, seeing how wet we all were. We each had our own personal rain going on. We sweat so much.
This week has been going good. We were informed on the new yearly mission wide goals this week; and I'm stressed. I hate numbers, but they make us get our rear in gear; or at least in more gear, since it already was in gear to begin with. Oh man just thinking about the new goals makes me tired.
Next week we have mission tour. Elder Pratt is coming, and I'm embarrassed to say I don't know who that is.... But it should be good. The area 4 hours south of us, Bintulu, are all busing up and all of Sabah is coming too. There are four sisters serving in Sabah so we are excited to have them stay with us for the night. party. Sister Goodwin is one of those sisters, from my MTC threesome; I always get excited meeting up with her in Singapore for our short trips and such. She's the best. There will be a lot of missionaries and it should be fun.
Chinese New Year is a live and underway. It's not until the 3 and 4 of Feb but it may as well be tomorrow. The red and gold is everywhere.
Our investigators are dropping like flies. One day they want, the next day they don't. I have tried not to write in my journal and frustrations I may have because I usually end up regretting what I write. Let's just say this week, I haven't been writing in my journal very much. Our lack of committed people on top of all the new goals we were just given makes for one very stressful senior companion. But that's ok, what's a mission without stress?
If I have learned anything on my mission it is to not trust what anyone says no matter what. Not really, but that is how I feel this week. The lies keep coming. Life goes on though. We are going to spend some times trying to find families because all the single men we have been teaching just aren't working. They definitely are not in it for the right reasons; they just want a white girl to be their friend, the punks.
Sister Lowe just bought us a blender! She is so nice. We have been going smoothie crazy. My favorite combination has been pinapple, guava, papaya, peach yogurt, and banana. All fresh fruit from the market stands. Oh baby it is good.
Hey I gotta run. Gotta still write president. See you later!
Love you all
Sister Viehweg