As evidenced by the beauty of this tree, fall is still hanging on--but only by a thread!
Saturday night we had the first snow and ice storm of the season. This is a picture of the ice on the bedroom window. For the most part, ice storms do not happen in Utah, but they happen here. And they are awful!
The work at the office this week was pretty calm--for me, that is. For the Evans, it was something else. As the housing coordinators, they are responsible for setting up apartments for both the young and the senior missionaries. During October and the first week of November, they have had to get four senior apartments up and running. What a job! Sister Evans orders many, many things online, has the items delivered at the office, and then Elder Evans takes the mission truck and hauls everything to the apartment where it is needed. We have had so many deliveries lately that one delivery person asked, "Who has learned to order things online?" I pointed at Sister Evans. She responded to him by saying, "At least you didn't have to deliver the couch I ordered." Not to be outdone, his retort was "I'll probably have to deliver that tomorrow!" One couple came in yesterday and the last couple will be here next Saturday--then the Evans will get a bit of a break!
Yellow pea soup is a specialty of Quebec. Let me tell you, it is delicious! On Friday evening we went to Restaurant Denos, one of our favorite Montreal hangouts, for dinner. The soup of the day was—yellow pea soup, so wonderful!
We both had fish and chips to go along with the soup. Trying to watch my carbs, I took off most of the batter--it was still great.Around 9:30 Friday evening, my phone rang. That's not unusual because the missionaries call Pat all the time with car issues, and if the they can't get him on his phone, they call me on mine. When I looked at the phone, however, it was a Midvale number. It wasn't a number I recognized. The caller left a voice message. It was someone who was asking me to sub for her in the Salt Lake Temple on Saturday! How funny is that?
Saturday morning we walked down to St. Catherine Street and saw this staircase on the way back. The Evans don't like spiral staircases. I wonder why? Can you image trying to haul a fridge up or down stairs like this? They've had to do it! They get the young elders to use their brawn for projects like that. Sister Evans said that when they were trying to get a refrigerator down some spiral stairs and the appliance was literally on the young elders' backs, she couldn't look. She said it was a good thing that their mothers couldn't see what their sons were doing!
Friday night there was some kind of commotion going on across the street. Police had blocked off Cherrier, the street just above us, and many officers were in the park across the street from the apartment building. There was a large police presence: about seven police cars, many police officers, and a dog. They had flashlights shining in the trees and around the buildings. It looked like they were trying to find someone or something. On our way back from our walk Saturday morning, we checked out the park. Who knows what they were trying to find. Who knows if they found it. Always something going on.
Tonight we invited the two sister missionaries from our ward, the LaSalle Ward, to come over for dinner. They were to be at the apartment at 6. A few minutes after 6, we received a phone call. The Green Metro Line was shut down at Lionel Groulx Station. It took them almost an hour to get here. Then to add insult to injury, our elevators aren't working properly. Pat had to walk down to the second floor to take the elevator to the street floor (because there is no way to get to the street floor from inside the building). By some miracle, they were able to take the elevator up to the third floor. When they left, the elevator was not working, again. Pat had to take them down the fire escape into the alley, around the corner and into the metro! In spite of the hour delay, the meal was good. We had chili, cornbread muffins, a salad, and brownie sundaes for dessert.
And here we are: Sisters Costa and Lopez and the McGees We certainly do love these young missionaries that we work with!
We did a video chat with Marianne and the two kids along with Byron and Lynette Terry, Marianne's parents. (Chris was taking a nap!) Always a delight to talk to those we love.
Before working on the blog I took to the hall to get my steps for the day in. The hallway is 75 steps long. I either walked or ran the 3rd through the 8th floor four times, on the way up and walked one or two times on each floor on the way down. 10,900 steps! Yeah.
Now it's time to call it a day. We love our mission; we're so glad we chose to serve the Lord in this way. Love to all.






























































