Mike was like 45 minutes late for his own baptism. He's been late to
every meeting. Except his bap interview, he was 30mins early..
 So my white pants were extremely tight. They're a 42 and I'm now
46... It was quite a squish.

   I had to dunk him three (3) times. The first time I said the wrong
word. I said ..commissioned "BY", instead of "OF". But I didn't know
what to say until like 5 mins before I went in the font. And elder
galloni told me, so I didn't really understand him. (His accent is
still there). But he went completely under the water. So I had to do
it again, and something didn't go under. Third times a charm!

  He invited his friends and only two came. But galloni jumped on them
and got their info.
 Then on Sunday Mike was late to sacrament. He came in the middle of
the sacrament so he didn't get confirmed before he took the sacrament.
But ..... Ehhhhh....

    He got confirmed by Bro Scott who is awesome.
So now he's a member of the church! But his membership record is at
the bishops house.

    The baptism went well. The other missionaries in the district sang
 It's pretty nice. Reminds me of the fulton's relatives. He adopts as
 well. But he's one of those guys who makes sales and has meetings with
high end business men all while playing golf. So he's really good at
golf.

   We went to talk about a service activity he's hosting. Well he paid
$2,500 to work on building a house for a day. It's a 4 day long thing,
and we'll help him on that day.
 He's rich. Paul tona or tonna. He's rich.

I'm feeling better about life now, after seeing that baptism. Like...
I have no worries. Until we get another person to get dunked. Then
I'll worry about that. Hehe....
 But I'm super tired today for some reason. I think I'll end here, cuz
I've said pretty much all that's really happened.

See ya.