Week #17

8:21 PM

January 1, 2013

Here`s the thing about desserts in Japan: The chocolate is surprisingly good, Rich, in case you were wondering. (That`s a little inside joke between me and my brother-in-law. The reason I`m able to have an inside joke with him right now is because I got to Skype my fam last week. It was awesome, by the way). Though I have been satisfied by 7eleven`s many candy bars and baked goods, Japan don`t know NO cookie. For Christmas, we (our district) made over 200 cookies for peeps. 200 quarter sized, almost burned, thin, crispy, flavor-less cookies. I have never missed warm, gooey, classic chocolate chip cookies quite so much in my life.

As a side note, Japanese people don`t eat cookie dough. Who makes cookies without eating cookie dough?!

(Yes, mom, I will always eat cookie dough. You might as well just face it now).

Well, we got our transfer calls today. I`m......

staying in Hatsukaichi. 

More importantly, Hinode Shimai is staying here too. I was starting to get super scared that Hinode Shimai would be transferred and I would be stuck here... not knowing my way around and not being able to speak Japanese and helping now FIVE people along to baptism. Luckily, that is not the case. I am really excited to have another transfer here, though we have a LOT of work to do. Morita-san now has a baptismal date and we`re pretty excited about that, but we`re gons be busy. The good busy, though.

Aside from the various Christmas celebrations, dinner appointments, and lessons, Sister Hinode and I both ended up being sick last week. Thus far, I have not minded sleeping in a futon. Futons KINDA suck, though, when you sleep all day because you`re sick. It`s a lil tough on the back. 

In Japan, people wear masks when they`re sick to help prevent others from getting sick. It`s really funny to wear it along with glasses because every time you breath your glasses fog up. 

Last week we got to visit the ``Genbaku dome`` - a preserved building that was struck straight on by the atomic bomb in 1945 killing over 200,000 people. It`s also known as the ``A-bomb`` dome. It was really fascinating.

Another Japan thing: there is this magical place called Daiso. It`s a dollar store where you can basically get anything you could ever hope to buy. Literally ANYTHING. Message cards, rubik`s cubes, socks, neon rain suits... America needs something like it. It`s seriously like Disneyland. However, they have a lot of labels in English that are super entertaining. Last week I bought an eyelash curler. Here are the instructions:

-Observe enough not to touch on your eyelid.
-Don`t give to much force when curling your eyelash it make cause of pulling your eyelash.
-Wipe it with tissue paper on the dirty part after use and clean it always when use.
-Do not use it except for the original usage.
-Please follow the segregating garbage regulation of a local autonomous entity when you throw it away.
-With an extra rubber for convenient in use when curl.
-Can easily curl your lashes if the frame fit it in a right way unto your eyelashes.

Gold, right there.

Christmas was really special. The ward all got together lots of small gifts for us. I was thrilled and felt very blessed. Right after I got off the computer telling my family that I hadn`t had much sushi yet, I was taken out to eat by the Stake President and two of his kids to get sushi! It was delicious. This sushi-loving girl was pretty happy.

Lastly, Happy 2013! Life comes at you fast, huh?

Thanks to everyone who helped make Christmas great. I love you all!

-Sister Smith

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