We Finally Got Pictures!

So, this blog is slow going because we have had a serious picture drought. The ones on this post are pictures that were mailed to my parents, copied and emailed to me, so the quality is poor, but at least they're pictures of Jordan as a missionary. The first we've seen! So, she is still in the MTC and really enjoying it. She sends letters and emails every week and she is doing great. Very excited/anxious/nervous to leave for Argentina in just a few days. My how time flies!

This pic is showing her package slips on Christmas Eve. She's been pretty spoiled. So much, in fact, that the other missionaries get jealous. The missionaries in her district laugh at her for every package she gets. I think we're all just making up for the lack of communication when other sibs/friends were on missions. Plus, sending stuff to the MTC is way cheaper than sending stuff to Argentina. I feel a mail drought coming on! (Bethany sent me an email the other day asking me where I was when she was on a mission. Where was I when I was on a mission???)

So, I send packages (yes, packages plural. I am her favorite person right now) to her through the UPS store down the street from the MTC. Jordan loves, loves Cafe Rio, so it was my goal to get it to her. I knew it was banned at the MTC. Yeah, specifically Cafe Rio can't be sent to the MTC. I planned to box up her favorite sweet pork salad and smuggle it to the MTC. Well, I got it on a lunch break from work and didn't have time to find a box and get it all together, so I carried the Cafe Rio bag into the UPS store and thought the lady behind the counter was going to scream at me. As soon as I cleared the front door, she shook her head and said, "Absolutely not!" So, I pretty much turned around and walked back out. She called me back in and said we could try it, but that if the mail guys at the MTC smelled it, they would immediately throw it away. So, the secret to getting contraband Cafe Rio into the MTC is to order it unassembled, make sure all the containers are sealed super tight, tie the plastic bag tight and put it in a big box with lots of styrofoam peanuts. Oh, and sending it on a big mail day doesn't hurt either. Like the day before Christmas. So many packages are delivered that they don't have time to sniff out every one.  Here is Jordan and her companion enjoying the pork salad. She said she got it late at night the day I sent it and put it by her window to keep it cold then ate it the next day. It's her own dang fault if she got sick! (But well worth it, I'm sure).

This is her MTC district.