Taped to a Chair

So, this week was pretty standard. Except it wasn't.

On Tuesday for English Practice I led a zombie apocalypse. The group had to choose a leader, explore about, not get eaten. It was pretty fun. Elder Fuller and Elder Cannon both died, but the English group managed to make it out of the city alright.

The next day I was stuck at home because my leg decided that it wanted to be incredibly painful for no reason whatsoever. That was unfortunate.

On Saturday we all got together and started to prepare for Mexican Night, an activity that we want to do this upcoming Saturday. It's going to be so much fun, we're going to make so many tortillas, lots of chicken and rice, there'll be fake mustaches, the whole shebang!

It was during these preparations that Sister Savran took it upon herself to tape me to a chair. I made the unfortunate decision of asking for tape by saying "tape me". Sister Savran took this literally. Don't worry, there's pictures!

On Sunday, I gave a talk in church. That's pretty normal. But it was in Russian. For like 10 minutes. I got through it pretty alright. I was worried because a lot of people are snobs about the language. A couple of people actually referenced my talk throughout the day, so I guess that means I did alright.

After that was the best Sunday dinner yet. I made a bunch of rolls, oven-roasted a bunch of chicken breasts, and we made sandwiches out of that. It was supper good.

So, that was my week. This week will be jam-packed with stuff.

Lots of photos, inbound!

Peace!

Elder Robison

 ​Elder Fuller decided that it would be a good idea to take a pizza, put it into a loaf of bread, and call it a sandwich. Note Elder Litchfield's look of disgust. 

Elder Fuller did in fact eat the entire thing. We're not sure how.

The reason for the email title

One of the giant mustaches for Mexican Night