A couple of buildings in Luzern.


DECEMBER 15, 2008 MONDAY

Monday is always P-Day, but today was a little different. We needed to buy gifts for the missionaries (mostly socks) and things to stuff our hot pad mittens for gifts to give the less-active members we’re going to carol Wednesday evening and Saturday. We didn’t find the socks we were looking for; they were all out and wouldn’t have any for Christmas. We already had enough for the AP’s and DL’s, the ones we mostly work with in our ward, so we decided to give the others the same thing we’ll be giving to the members we go caroling to, hot pads filled with a bag of peanuts, chocolates etc. We also had to take back a USB extender and get one that had a power supply with it. The one I bought before was passive and didn’t have enough power to run the external hard drive. On the way back we stopped to get some groceries and bags of peanuts. Elder Larsson had called and invited him and the DL’s to come to our apartment after District Meeting tomorrow to have some Raclette with them. Their ward had an activity and gave the left over raclette cheese to them which is very expensive. This dish is a traditional dish and you must have a raclette apparatus to heat the cheese for each individual and then scrape it off the little metal tray onto whatever you want to eat, such as boiled potatoes, dill pickles, bread, apples, carrots or whatever. We were asked to get the food you eat with the cheese so we bought that too.

Pres. Matern asked us to come over today to help move some junk/surplus stuff out of the mission home. We arrived there at 1:00 and helped sort through collected stuff and took what they wanted to get rid of out to the van. There were also some old portable office partitions to get rid of. Finally two serviceable recliners were the last to be put into the van. While Brother Klaumuenzner and I took the stuff to the collection station, Diana sorted through and cleaned a lot of kitchen utensils, dishes and other stuff in a kitchen in the basement that had collected a lot of surplus stuff. It was a real mess, kind of like no one wanted to take the time to put things away and everything was just thrown in there. It all looked neat and clean when we returned. Brother K and I took the recliners to a DI type facility that takes stuff in, resells it and gives the money to a charity. We found out, however, they only accepted new or very good items. They wouldn’t take ours so it went with the other stuff to the incinerator to be burned. While we were there, we went inside to look around. It was like a gigantic DI, but with a lot better stuff. Things were very inexpensive for quality stuff, but when brother K asked me if I wanted to buy anything, I reminded him if I did, how would I take it home? He said, ya, right.

We went back to the mission home and Diana was almost through with her task. When she finished, we packed up the things they said we could have (some canned soup mix, canned apple slices, some utensils, a couple of mission logo T-shirts) and went home. We arrived home just in time to get ready and go to the FHE. It was another special night with special people. Pres. Bolt gave the lesson and Sarah the game. This time she had written names on post-it slips of those in the room and well known church names. She posted the slips on each forehead without them knowing what name it had on it. When it was your turn, you could ask a question. If the answer was yes, you got to ask another question until you either could guess the name on your forehead or the answer was no. Then the turn went to the next person and so on. The evening came to an end and we had to go home.