Don't really know what to put here...

Well, I feel as though we have just been talking, so I don't really know what I should write about. Lets see...

Between Skype and now I have eaten more chocolate, watched Despicable Me 2, made a grilled cheese sandwich, did my laundry, gloomily walked in some rain because anywhere else in Sweden that rain was snow, and watched a super intense church video in which Moroni dies before he buries the golden plates. Bonus points to anyone who can tell me the name of that video.

What else...

I don't really have any more pictures this week. Well, so as not to be empty handed I guess I can give you all a picture we took of the buss stop times just outside our apartment. Not sure why, but something useless is better than nothing at all, eller hur?

But ya, I really can't think of anything else I could say now. Christmas food is awesomely yummy. Pi is a super useful number. Taylor series are also super nice to have. Ever wonder what Daniel was doing when Shadrak, Meshak, and Abed-nago were punished for not worshiping King Nebbachenesser? I have. My companions brother got a pet pig. That's weird. I've had Stockholm Syndrome stuck in my head for a very long time. Scatter Sunshine is a very good hymn. Unfortunately it doesn't exist in the Swedish hymnbook. Some Swedish translations of hymns are strange. Some traditional Swedish foods are super good. Julmust is amazing. I really like pictures of Jesus, especially the ones in the Gospel Art Book. I'm almost out of Lubriderm. My jacket is a little wet right now, and my lip itches a bit. I heard once that if you make a sentence out of 14 words, you are the first person to have said that sentence, but I'm not sure I believe that.

Haikus are quite fun

But sometimes have strange endings

Refrigerator

Check out this cookie my companion decorated

Thththththats all, Folks!

Äldste Wilson

Every contact ever with someone over 60 years old.

To whom it may concern,

This week we had zone conference! It was super good! It happened in Göteborg combined with the Göteborg zone, so that was fun to travel a little north! At the end of the conference President and Syster Beckstrand gave us a Christmas present, we watched Saturdays Warriors! The best part by far was when the two missionaries contacted an Asian woman in the park and she says, in perfect English, "I... don't speak English". You know how many times we've gotten that! It's really funny, let me walk you all through a street contact with an old Swede:

Me: "Hejsan! Ursäkta! Hej! Jag är en missionärer för min kyrka och jag går runt idag för att informera andra om en stor jul initiative! Har du hört talas om Ett Ljus För Världen?"

Old person: "Sorry, but I don't speak English." (In pretty broken English, they really don't speak English)

Me: "Oh! Vilket språk kan du?"

Old person: "Uh, jag kan svenska."

Me: Okej! Jag kan svenska också! Så, jag är en missionärer för min kyrka och jag går runt idag för att informera andra om en stor jul initiative! Har du hört talas om Ett Ljus För Världen?"

That last part was said the exact same as the beginning part, but for some reason they can understand it this time just fine, the contact continues, and they eventually say that my Swedish is really good. I don't get it! And it's a mission wide thing to! Like, it even happens to missionaries that come from Sweden and have spoken Swedish their entire lives!

The other day I was making spaghetti and I suddenly was possessed of a burning desire for yakisoba, so I quickly put away the meat balls and whipped out some chicken and vegetables and fried them and found some sesame seeds in the cupboard (I didn't question how old they were) and fried my spaghetti in soy souse and through in a bunch of spices and wallah! It was pretty good! However, it was not real yakisoba. Äldste Gergetz liked it quite a bit, and I really liked it to, but I knew how faded of an image it really was of what I wanted. That made me a little sad. Also I only made enough for one large plate instead of my normal three large plates, so that also made me a little sad. And we didn't have egg roles with it, so that also made me a little sad. But then I ate some hazelnuts in chocolate in caramel, and I was happy. 

Lets see, what else could I talk about now? At zone conference I got to meet some of my MTC group, so that was pretty awesome! One of them was Äldste Harden, one of my comps. See picture below.

Also, in the Malmö stake center they have a church history display that talks about my ancestor! Bonus points to anyone that can actually read what it says about him!

And finally, a picture of a notice that shows the general attitude of everyone in Sweden! For those of you who cannot read Swedish, it roughly says: Hey! I'm going to remodel my apartment! Sorry for any noise that makes! If for any reason you find this disagreeable, please call/text me! If it is to loud, do the same!" The best part? That notice is for an apartment on the far side of a different building than the one I was in.

Well dad, you want to know how I get investigators? I wish I knew. Then I could do it.

Kärlek,

Äldste Wilson

I forgot a subject last week, didn't I.

It is with deep sorrow I  apologize for not giving my email home a subject last week. My mind was under great distress caused by shortage of time, and I was unwisely writing while under the influence of chocolate ballerina cookies. With support from you all, the "Triple F's", I should be able to get my emails back in order. I really appreciate your consideration of the matter and your continuous support, and plead with you all, please, visit mormon.org to see the jul initiative.

Well, time for highlights of the week! On Sunday Elder Gergetz and I were drafted to help home teach a less active woman on the east coast of Skåna (pictures 7777,7769, and 7748 are from the drive there) and she lived in a vary Swedish house (all houses here are either a red barn looking thing or white plaster and wood type of thing. Her house was the white plaster and wood one.) that was candle lit and fire place warmed, and she fed us a tomato soup that tasted very Swedish with bread and cheese which was very Swedish and she spoke a thick Skånish accent, it was in all a very Swedish experience. I really liked it. However, her visit marked a mile stone! For dessert we had ostkakor, the last Swedish dish on the list of Swedish foods I have made before my mission. And let me say this, every Swedish food I made is not nearly as good as the Swedish food here, because the Swedish food here is made by Swedes who actually know what ostkakor is.

Also this week we had a pretty awesome "party" with a family in the ward where we sang a bunch of julsånger and ate a lot of traditional jul foods, so ya, Christmas time in Sweden is pretty tasty!

Here's a picture (7784) of me putting in the wash this morning, because why not?

One day we had a movie night and watched a super good church movie called the Mountain of the Lord. It's about the construction of the Salt Lake Temple, super good. I recommend it as a Sundayactivity. Good stuff. (7736 and 7737)

Well, I'm kinda having a hard time focusing now so the moral of the story is that Sweden is awesome and I enjoy serving here. 

MVH,

Äldste Wilson