Cats and Katy 1.12.15

What an eventful week! 

This week after zone meeting we went and had lunch with Austin and the other elders at this gorgeous pier by the St. John's river.... Just kidding I think it may have been Julington creek. WHATEVER. It was a lot of water. 

We went to the wrong one at first and met this less active man who is angry at God because of a lot of death in his family. He used to be a branch president in New Hampshire. I think we were the first sister missionaries he had ever seen. He looked at me and asked us if we were in MIA.... Sir. You're really dating yourself. That program hasn't been around for quite a while, but thank goodness I like reading old church magazines and I knew what he was talking about. Everyone else looked thoroughly confused and Sister Yeakley thought he was talking about the CIA. I politely told him that we were sister missionaries and that we did everything the elders did, even knock doors. He was quite astounded. You would have thought we told him that we cry chocolate kisses with the way he looked at us! But I think it was a great way to soften his heart and he told us where he lived. That's a dangerous thing to tell a missionary... We might just stop by. 

Then we were at the pier and they all started feeding these seagulls the pizza we were eating. I was pretty sure we were going to die. I've seen The Birds and I am perfectly happy with staying away from those murder machines. I value my eye balls.

 The other night we went to try a less active, but actually met this really nice cat that Sister Yeakley named Zeek...which is exactly what she named the last cat.... This cat, whatever its name is, was delightful. He was a SOLID cat. He even let us pick him up and hold him and love him. I just wanted to steal him, but he was too round to be an outside cat. Plus he enjoyed being held, so I'm sure he's the Members cat. It was a tender and beautiful moment to hold such a regal kitten.

Oh, yes. Welcome to my uncomfortable life. Yesterday we got up and went to the Jax beach ward. I. Saw. Katy. Dill. I couldn't say hi. I just couldn't. I got too nervous! I just wanted to lay down and die. It would be like someone walking up to Justin Beiber and just being like, "Oh, hey. I'm pretty much your biggest fan ever and I just want to be you and all your fabulousness." No. That doesn't happen. People just don't walk up to Justin Beiber. People pass out and scream. That would have been me.... Right there... in the chapel. I figured it wouldn't be appropriate. Oh my goodness, her outfit was stellar and she had on a HAT. YES! You go, Katy dill! Bring back the hats! They deserve to be brought back! It was fabulous. I'll try again next time. (Is Justin Beiber still even popular? Does he deserve to be compared to Katy Dill?) 

I think that's about the bulk of my exciting activities this week. Everyone better keep their eyes peeled for next week. I think next week might involve a general authority.... Hmmmmm. Surprises! 

Have a good week!

Love,

Sister Perkes 

We tried on some gentile shoes when we helped a sister member move.

Sister Yeakley missed the part where she was supposed to get my face.