Here are some golden bits and pieces from the letters of Katie's companion, Sister Wightman. It makes it a lot easier to be replaced as her twin when she is with someone so great! Oh Sister Wightman, we have LOVED reading your letters! We will miss you almost as much as Katie will. Good luck in ROME!!!!
The WONDERFUL Sorella Wightman
-beus found not one but TWO spiders in my hair on sunday and i have not been
comfortable in my own skin since.
-this was supposed to be a secret but i'm telling you ... joseph smith is at the mtc. remember the restoration movie they play at temple square (and that they play here every sunday night)? well yeah 14 year old joseph is here with brown hair. he's not fooling me. no way. oh and surprise surprise, sorella popular (aka beus) is friends with him.
-we cleaned the showers ...
again. i heard sister beus gagging in the other shower while she was cleaning
the drain and OF COURSE that is when the holy ghost chimed in and told me it
was the time i had been waiting for to best serve her. PERCHE?! we suffered
together. but when we're helping we're happy ... or at least that is what the
other sisters were singing in the bathroom while we fished their moldy hairs
out of the shower.
-i felt sick and
wanted to be able to thoroughly explain my state of being. so i asked sister
beus what she thought the word "to vomit" was. she said
"vomitare" and she was right. we are so good at making up words and
the best part is we are starting to be right! luckily no vomitare took place.
- we had a spa day (aka a spa 10 minutes) and i waxed
sister beutler’s upper lip almost completely off and i plucked sister beus's eyebrows
until they bled. such a sweetheart i am.
- OH i saw the polynesian
angels that i worked with at uvu on sunday walk and i love them. i told them to
send a picture of my friend cole swan so i could convince sister beus that they
were born for each other (bfeo...) but i've got nothing yet. still i think she
is convinced and i will soon have the 3rd marriage that i predicted underway.
YA!
- OHH sister beus performed
her musical number "the prodigal" (youtube it with some tissues
nearby). it was beautiful and though i didn't think it was possible, she got
even more famous at the mtc after. she did so good and i just love her so much.
she is the best and i miss her already when i think about having to say goodbye
in 1 week and 6 days. ugh now i am crying. embarrassing. hope she doesn't
notice. ANYWAY....
-okay, i have been debating
telling this story because a) it's really embarrassing (as is just about
everything else i do in my life, huh courtney) and b) it's a little
inappropriate for missionary-ness but it was a total accident and i can PROMISE
i will never do it again. we were teaching an investigator that went to church
for the first time this week. i was trying to see what he felt about the
sacrament. i asked what he thought about the bread and the water that they
passed out to everyone. you should just know that pane is the italian word for
bread. but did i say pane? no. i said the italian word that sounds a lot LIKE
pane but instead is the word for a male body part. i could've just died right
there. my investigator ... who is actually our teacher, but plays a very
convincing italian, LOST it. he laughed for about ten minutes, along with beus.
i wanted to cry (and may or may not have) and go home and never show my face
again. but this is how you prepare to never make a fool of yourself in the
native land. afterwards i literally had a nervous breakdown and couldn't
breathe for about 5 minutes because of it ... but it is funny now.
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