Purple and scarlet and fine twined linen

Somehow I think the Lord's instructions would be a lot easier to follow than some of those DIY kits to make stuff.
 

Palate cleansers

We had the missionaries over for dinner the other night — Elder Randolph from Utah and Elder Childs from Nevada — and we asked them what their favorite dishes were for dinner. We got some interesting answers. One of them said "chicken soup," which I never would have guessed.

It reminded me of some of the chicken soup I was served as a missionary (claws and all). There was another soup that was a missionary favorite, miyeok-guk I think it was called. We just called it "creatures of the deep." It frightened me.

There was more than one dinner appointment that I dreamed of having instead a Brick Oven pizza or a Big H burger. Imagine my excitement to learn that in my new area they had both a "MacDonald" and a "Kenturkey Flied Chicken"! MacDonald wasn't bad — good burgers and a mascot that looked like the Oregon Duck. After looking in the windows of the "KFC" we decided it was safer not to go in.

Nowadays I find myself with a longing for good, authentic Korean food. Weird how that works!

 

Fridge worthy

We've been having fun with our Primary class and the stories of Moses. We made a book of the plagues, we made Play-doh fishes when they crossed the Red Sea, and we drew pictures of the Ten Commandments.* I don't know how much the kids learned, but they made art!

Incidentally, this is exactly how I feel whenever I finish a cartoon. It may not be funny, but it's art! I have no less authority than Calvin and Hobbes on this one.

*We did taste-testing for manna, but it was way less artistic than the other lessons. Variety, right?

 

They're keepers

Yes, I know that moms serve in other places — I would never dare disrespect the Young Womens program! — and I know there are women who are not mothers who are in Relief Society. I'm taking literary (or is it ecclesiastical?) license for the sake of a joke.

Thank you.
 

Sketchbook: Monday, Monday

Mondays were our P-day. We were excited to see them come, but by the end of the day we were often worn out. These missionaries are probably at the end of a P-day Monday rather than at the beginning!
 

Two factor authentication

Hahaha.

Again, I hope Moses is forgiving!
 

We're going to the promised land!

I think many of us can relate to how Moses felt as he led the children of Israel.