Wow! It has been a super hot week! We're starting to shower at night and in the morning just to cool off. I'm even in the mountains and it has been in the hundreds! I can't imagine what the valleys are getting.

Last week we had several meetings down in Wenatchee. One was interviews with President Mullen. That was different. It's kind of funny to think that he's just like what we were like when we first came out. You definitely learn fast though. So we have transfers this Sunday. Who knows what will happen. My bet is Sister Donaldson is probably leaving. I have to keep my streak of being in non-Spanish speaking areas. When I was in E. Wenatchee I used to think that any other area I went to would have more Spanish because they all did. Little did I know I would sweep an area even further west than I was and have even less Spanish! Funny thing.

Not too much exciting stuff happened this week. I'm trying to remember. Chris came to church again. It's his fourth Sunday! And he comes to all the activities and stays late and even brings refreshments. Who does that?! He hasn't accepted a baptismal date yet, but he says his one hang-up is the Word of Wisdom. Little does he know he really doesn't have a problem with it. He's not really addicted to anything so it's perfect!

We had an awesome lesson with a recent convert named Diego. We invited two non-Spanish speaking men from the ward to come with us just so they could have a missionary experience and fellowship Diego. We were running a little late so we told them to wait for us before they went to his house. They decided not to and we got a call from Diego saying that he was very confused because there were two big white men at his house that rode up on motorcycles and didn't speak Spanish. He asked if they were supposed to be teaching him now and how that was supposed to happen. When we stopped laughing we told him we would be there shortly. The image of what happened after may have been even funnier. His patron or boss was up there slightly confused as to why two white men who didn't speak spanish were coming to talk to Diego and then really confused when two white girls in dresses showed up who did speak Spanish. It was a great missionary experience. Then we all sat down and taught Diego the Law of Chastity. He lives in a shack at the top of a mountain with a long dirt road. We have to teach outside because his friends don't want to turn off the tv. So we sit out on rickety chairs while chickens run all around us. Looking back on it we could have created a very awkward situation for ourselves, but it really turned out well. The spirit was really strong and the two ward members were able to bear powerful testimony. Diego is such a great example for all his friends. I love being a missionary. I would never have imagined myself in such situations before. Pretty fun.

I love this church with all my heart. The Gospel is true. Live it and love it!

I love you all! Happy 50th Mom!!!!

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Sister Probst