Bad WakeUp Call
Another girl sent home today. And one of our R.E.'s was even sent on the plane with her all the way to Anchorage just to make sure she didn't run away when she got there. Serious. And that's how I woke up from my 18 hours of sleep (it was my day off so I got to sleep in)...her blasting music and rolling her suitcases down the hallway.
Tonight for clan night Jared and I took our clan to the Fairbanks Rescue Mission. We helped serve food to some needy/homeless people and then helped clean up. The funny thing was that the food that we ate there was so much better than the dorm food served at the Wood Center. At the Fairbanks Rescue Mission we were treated to an awesome dinner of turkey, mashed potatoes (gravy...though I abstained), corn, rolls, really good home-made stuffing, and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Everyone was so full. I felt like it was Thanksgiving dinner!
The kids seemed to really enjoy it...some even said that this was their favorite clan night yet (clan night is every Wednesday from 6-9pm). And then we still had an hour to kill when we got done. So we drove back to the dorms where I picked up $100 in petty cash. I had no expectations or any idea about what we were going to do with it. And then Jared drove into the Fred Meyer parking lot. Hmmm. We were all puzzled. We loaded out and then got the directions...to spend the money on Harry...the cook/director of the Fairbanks Rescue Mission. First stop, watch section. He had broken his watch the day before so we picked him up an excellent pocket watch. I personally loved it. Then Jared came dancing over with a balloon and also picked up a box of assorted jellybellies. What a random but nice gift. We drove back to the Fairbanks Rescue Mission and then tracked down Harry to give him his gift. He looked pleased.