Every three to four months one of our responsibilities is to "inspect" each of the over 100 apartments to check for any problems and to make sure the missionaries are good housekeepers. It's so much fun to visit them with our little bag of cookies or muffins for them. Here are some pictures:
These two missionaries live close to us and attend the same branch. The one next to me, Elder Resinelli, is from Northern Italy and the one on the end, Elder Muti, is from Hawaii. When we went to visit them, about 9:30 am, I noticed some dried spaghetti noodles on the stove and a sink full of dirty dishes. I commented it's hard to believe you had spaghetti for breakfast and they said, "No, I think that was from last night." On further inspection the rest of the apartment was pretty much the same. I hate to be the "bad" guy, so I said, "Your mother's must love you very much because I can see you have been treated like a "prince" and didn't have to do housework at home." I hope I got the point across. They are just big kids and we just love them.
These two sisters are also in our branch. The one on the left, Sister Benson, is from Mesa, Az and on the right is Sister Loetscher, from Utah. We love them both so much. I have never seen them without a smile on their face and kind words. They are amazing young sisters. They are coming for dinner tonight and then Sister Benson is going to cut my hair. Gosh, I have learned I can dye my own hair and have a sweet sister cut it. Richard offered, but I think I'll let Sister Benson since she has graduated from cosmotology school. I also don't need to have my nails done, because (1) I don't have time, (2) they would just break while I'm unpacking boxes in the "dungeon" (more on that later), and (3) who cares!