Brigadeiros

brigadeiros are a very popular Brazilian treat, basically dulce de leche (but here it would be leite) rolled in sprinkles. 

One of the visa waiters made it to his assignment in Mexico, one of the new missionaries is a Venezuelan refugee whose mother can't get back into Brazil after going home to help her dying mother, and I finally started trying to figure out the sewing machine so I can shorten sleeves on some shirts for an elder or two who have shirts that were given to them and are long-sleeved. Thanks to the internet I can get an instruction manual for the rather aged model and in several languages including English. So far I have printed up the relevant parts and have a table set up with the machine on it. That's progress, right?

I forgot to get materials loaded in the mission president's wife's car one afternoon (they alternate vehicles so one can always be getting loaded for the next day's interviews) until just after she left, but the office elders said no problem because they were going to that area the next day. Except they were a day off. So I got to take an Uber out to a chapel I hadn't seen and take some materials and then get an Uber back. The first one couldn't quite get that a word I don't know can be repeated five times and slowly but I still don't know what it means. We did manage to converse some anyway.

Our phones don't have data so the office elders arrange the ubers. The one picking me up to return got a bit lost and was circling the street behind the building for quite a while as I hung out in the hot sun watching/waiting.

This is the street where the church is, you have to get pretty close to know you are there. The following are some random notes I made in the phone of the ride home:

Uber 

Hopeful sellers draped strips of candies over side mirrors during traffic stop and then took back (have their timing down)

Hot wait, pudgy men in just shorts walking by

Motor cyclist with major tattoos covering

Horsecart in a hurry, loud clip-clop, palm leaf load

Bush or tree (growing? getting washed? sunning?) out high window of nice looking tall bld

Big clean Shell station with many uniformed attendants 

1st uber had mini leather helmet with much detail and a leather cowboy hat, second a bear and shoe hanging from rear view mirror.

Block-long line of buses on Conde Boa Vista (has bus-only lane in middle)

This is called a frogskin melon. No prize for guessing why. Report on inside color and flavor coming another day....

There was quite a festa for Mother's Day. When we arrived at Relief Society there was a table in front with goody bags and another with a large cake and punch dispensers. The lesson ended early and then the Young Women came in and sang,

followed by the Primary. The children's song was familiar but the Young Women one was different - they all used phones to sing from.

Yes, this is the whole Primary today, except two nursery-aged that you can't see

The primary children handed out brigadeiros while the RS leaders cut cake. I was glad the pieces were skinny. The top half had three layers, bright green, yellow, and more green. There was dulce de leche type filing between each plus all the frosting and some pearls that didn't seem edible. Then someone handed out other chocolates, there was acerola and some other juice, plus the goody bags of various cookies (they even had little labels as to what kind) We brought home some and gave away some and still felt very sugar-bombed.
Sister Chambers was telling us about her first experience going to a fireside run by Americans where they just served cookies and she felt sorry for the acute embarrassment the sister must have felt, not having several types of cake plus other food.

I'm trying to choose a scripture to share tomorrow with two elderly somewhat home-bound sisters, What would be one of your favorites?