crying-time's over

When Pleasanton started paving roads there were some trees that the people just couldn't bear to part with, so they build the roads around the trees. So as we drive through town there will often be huge oak trees growing strait up in the middle of the road. It's pretty cool. I'll send a picture home.

We started up New member lessons on Wednesday nights cause activity on Sunday increased when fellowshipping occured on wednesday nights as a result of the class.

A member gave us "Dramatized Church History." It's like a radio show that depicts church history. It was made back in the 50s or 60s. It's very interesting actually, but also extremely hilarious. The cheesy jokes and the fake laughing...it's almost too much for me to take. One of my favorite moments is when Lucy Mack Smith says goodbye to her husband and her son, Don Carlos, who were leaving on missions. As they rode off she cried and moaned a bit and lamented about being a woman in the gospel and after about 15 seconds she suddenly chippers up and cheerfully says, "Well, crying-time's over. Back to shelling peas!" Hahaha! oh my goodness, I almost died laughing. Well, sometimes that's what we have to do: pull up our boot straps and go back to shelling peas. So that's my motto this next week.

This week missionary was good next week will be better.

love,
sister johnson