Amo, amo

So I already failed NaBloPoMo, but it came at a really bad time when we are travelling a lot...It really should be in December when I will have plenty of time to write about absolutely nothing.

Yesterday the missionaries came over for dinner (to my family who are not members) and so we ate way too much good food. Though the new one, Anziano Canada (not his real name, but where he is from) was sitting next to me and halfway through dinner says, "I just swallowed a chicken bone." to which my automic, unhelpful advice was, "don't do that." He kept trying to say things in Italian, which was impressive and kind of hilarious to me, but I suppose I shouldn't laugh because he speaks better than me.

But we also had an entertaining discussion about music (Italian and American) which involved singing and a discussion about Micheal Jackson in Italian, which I never would have anticipated happening.

Spent all day today drawing because I have three HUGE drawings due Thursday. Am going to die.

You know what would be cool? If we could all respect people for what they believe and not attack people for their beliefs one way or another. I understand there are probably a lot of misunderstandings, where feelings are hurt unintentionally, but I don't think there is ever need for vicious backlash.

Anyway, we should just get along.