Panama by way of Colorado. Hermana Bledsoes mission

Happy Memorial day!  The past couple weeks have been absolutely crazy and I just sure do love being a missionary. My days are full of service, studies and Facebook! Little did I know that when I came on my mission I would spend more time on social media than I did before my mission hahaaa. But it's just so cool that missionary work is still missionary work, even if it looks a little different than it used to. I hope you all are doing something exciting today for the holiday! Or you can be like me and be sick and miss the ward breakfast😢 but I got myself a patriotic scrunchie so that made me feel better. Sorry it's a short one, but please enjoy my picture 1) my artistic side emerging 2) me and my awesome companion 3) I make the best crepes  

That's just part of missionary life. It's really exciting. Grand junction is pretty awesome. It's a lot hotter than the Denver side, but I'm okay with that. I'm also really close to Utah hahaaa. My new companion, Sister Staples, is AMAZING, I absolutely love the area and the members. We also just got new carpet and floors in the apartment, so it's real nice.  Here's my new address if you want to send me a half birthday card or something 1418 Cedar Ave  apt B1 Grand Junction, CO 81501 Love you all, stay out of trouble and remember to say your prayers!  

We had a lesson with James last tuesday. He's a recent convert to the gospel, and has SUCH a powerful testimony. He was out of town the weekend before, because he had flown to Maryland to get his motorcycle and ride it home. Here's what happened (and I'm paraphrasing quite a bit) "I woke up Saturday morning with food poisoning. I don't usually eat a lot when I'm on the road, the only thing I'd had the night before was a little deli sandwich, but it did a number on me. I felt horrible. But I wanted to be home by Monday night, so I sucked it up, got back on my bike and kept going anyway. It was bad. Like, puking off the side of my bike, bad. I felt miserable. I stopped at a motel pretty early in the afternoon to rest as much as I could. I took a nap, got up and walked around the motel, and met this guy named Paul. He was pretty cool. We talked a bit, he was there because he hadn't gotten enough sleep the night before and had a long drive to make. After a ...