The Birth And Almost Death Of The McMommy Mobile

Hello again everyone! Coming live from the nonsensical roadway convergence I call home, it's Elder McMullin! As always, feel free to send me any Netflix recommendations or death threats, and I will get to them when I get to them. So, without further ado, here's my week (plus some change!)

Big news is transfers! I get to stay in good ol Norfolk, but I am now comps with a guy named Elder Mills, and he is a super stud. Fresh from the ghettos of Richmond, VA, we're trying to tear up this area and create some epic change, or die trying. Right now it's a little heavy on the die, as my standing Walmart ban, several kicks from Target, and stinkeyes from Food Lion are all combining to hedge up my way. 

Despite that though, we should have a baptism next Saturday- and it's SOMEONE I FOUND! Dewayne has been super steady and wants to be baptized, which is mucho exciting for all of us here at Newtown. In addition (and the reason this email is late), we got to go to the Richmond Temple with our dear friend Jennifer! She invited pretty much every missionary she's ever had, meaning 11 Elders of Israel marched with her to the most holy place. It was super exciting for us, and she seemed so happy. Love you Jennifer!

To explain the title line, I now have seniority in thr area- which is a weird thought. But, it means I have been crowned, with TIWI card in one hand and beat-up key fob in the other, with the title of Designated Driver! I soon saddled up in our area's car, a mildly clapped Chrysler Pacifica minivan, abd promptly christened it the "McMommy Mobile"- especially since the other companionship forgot their TIWI card (which allows then to drive), so I have been giving them rides all over the flipping state. 
I thought it was cool, but the horrifying conditions of Virigina roads quickly stripped me of that excitement. With the delicate combination of new roads, new comps, new weather, new cars, and new driver has led to some... interesting experiences on the road. Ten missed exits, many wrong turns, several terrifying merges, and one time when I wound up on the wrong side of the road later, and we are feeling much better. We made it up and back from Richmond without (much) of a hitch, and the "ChEcK YoUr SpEeD" notifications are growing fewer and fewer. 

Anyways, thanks for all the prayers I know have been coming out to me, and know I appreciate the extra help. While things have been stressful, I know through the Lord I can do all things. Even successfully merge into a tunnel in front of a pickup because of surprise construction.

From your favorite roadside menace,

Elder McMullin.

Note to concerned individuals: the wrong side of the road was for maybe 100 feet when I misjudged where the turn lane was. We quickly corrected and turned into our apartment building, safe and sound.

Photos!

Look at that standstill traffic. Delightful.

My new schmexy ride.

Cannonball from the Revolutionary war. That was sick.

A strange hug from a strange man at JANAF.

Look at that abomination of an intersection. Add some construction and a rogue semi, and It'll be pretty dang close to what it's like out here. 







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