This week I cut my hair. Now normally, this wouldn't be any exciting news, but I learned that hair cuts are a bit different here. I went to a Sister of the ward (because who wants to pay someone to cut your hair?) and asked if she knew anyone who cut hair. She said that she did, and I was thinking, great, FREE HAIR CUT. But because I was being cheap, I guess I kind of deserved what was coming. Lets just say that she went a little crazy while cutting my fringe and I think that I am going to keep my hair in a pony tail for a while.
My companion and I also thought that we saw Batman in the street the other night, but it turned out that it was just a homeless guy with a blanket.
Aside from seeing Bat-homeless-man, Sister B and I have been working really hard this week to find new people to teach. We cut, and were cut by pretty much all of our investigators, so we are looking for a new batch.
Speaking of batches, cookies sound really good right about now.
Love,
Sister Christensen
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