week 1 in the MTC

 yay it's finally p-day! so much to tell you... first, thank you so much for the cinnamon rolls and for all my dear elder letters... made me smile! you're the best! :) okay, here's the rundown... nylons-hate them... but i do have to wear them everyday... i should have invested in some knee highs... oh well. the clothes... anything goes... seriously, anything. i didn't need to worry about blazers and button up shirts... blah. oh and you don't have to tuck your shirt in... everyone was just trying to scare me. the food is... eh. they do have a TON of food though so i can see why i would need elastic waist band skirts ;) and... they had potato salad one night... so i tried it.. rolly, your is definitely better... i miss it :( we have class for 3-4 hours a day usually twice a day... it's really intense but i'm learning so much. we have 8 elders in our district and 4 sisters... 9 of us are going to nh... the 4 sisters and 5 elders. then we have 2 elders going to india (cool right?) and 1 going to indiana. they are all way fun... i'm going to send home pictures probably next p-day. my companion is sister rust from grantsville, utah. molly to the mormon. i know, i asked for it. but i really do love her... she is super sweet and she knows so much about the gospel... i have a lot to learn! a lot of the time i just end up racking her brain on bible stories and scripture background... poor girl. we also get gym time every day for about an hour... we've been going outside to play volleyball... and thanks to me never playing volleyball in my life, i now have a huge, i mean huge size bruise on the palm of my left hand ha ha... battle wounds. and our p-day is on thursday and that's the only day we get to write letters so i'm sorry i haven't written anyone yet... i'm not allowed lol. and we're only allowed to take pictures on sundays and p-day... blah. there is no caffiene here at the mtc (go figure) so... no dr.pepper for me... but i've actually been okay... drinking my caffiene free diet coke :)
quick funny story about my companion before i forget.. she says "bless you" for everything... i mean everything... not only if you sneeze, but if you cough, clear your throat, sniff, drop something, or shift in your chair... she come right back at you with "bless you!" it's hilarious and i have to try so hard not to laugh everytime she says it. i can almost call out everytime she's gonna say it. i'm usually right on. oh and she saw my tattoo on my foot. i'm sure she about died inside and probably repented in silence for me... bless her heart.


from the missionary who doesn't wear a dork dot anymore,

sister tresner