Jodeln von den Bergen (Yodels from the mountains)

Jodel-ay-he-whooo (I am determined to learn to Yodel before I come home).

I always think of the Price is Right game with the climber. That's pretty much exactly how it sounds too. We went 'wandern' with a member and she yodeled for us. It was magical!

The snow is threatening to fall. We see it in the mountains almost everyday and the thermometer announces, with a megaphone in the face, that winter is coming. It's on average about -2°C. Hopefully, it can wait till Dec 2nd.
Not too much exciting goin on in Bruck these days. (I feel like Tay when I say that, but really it's true). This week was a plateau of excitement. Nothing out of the ordinary to report. We're just chugging along with out investigators and Less-Actives. We won't be in Bruck much in the next couple of weeks. This Friday, we travel to Vienna for interviews with President. Next Tues, District Meeting is in Klagenfurt (3hr train ride), Thur - Sat we're in München for Sisters' Conference, and Next monday we're going to Graz for Pday and then to meet with the members that live there. (We have many transplanted members from the Graz ward whose calling it is to come to the Branch.)

We got to watch the Sun pm session of General Conference on Sunday. Church was shortened because of it. We had opening song and prayer, the sacrament, and then started the recording.

Mom, I got sick in Ulm (the 7 weeks bed-bound from Outer Darkness). This was my second area on my mission (after München) where I served with Sis Alder (we had a class together at BYU). This is where I sprained my ankle at the church and was emergency transferred to Salzburg.

Dad, I got your letter today and will have the stuff back to you by this evening.

We went up into the Alps to visit the Kaisers (a farm family. She is an inactive member). Saw Zuchinni the size of my arm, pumpkins the size of the car, strawberries the size of baseballs, and REAL dirt dad would covet to have in the garden. And it was all natural...no chemicals. AND....a four year old had me hold all the worms she was collecting out of the dirt we were weeding....I felt like that was my mom training for the week. IT WAS GROSS (and I'm not talking the german word for big). They gave us a zuchini to take home and since Sis Downs and I both don't like zuchini we decided to make Chocolate zuchini bread instead. We both discovered it in Vienna for leadership training and then when we asked for the recipe we found out what was in it. Not tooo shabby.
Pic 1 - The land of my ancestors....so they all say up here in the mountains
Pic 2 - Those are Zuchinni! They are the size of my leg...NO JOKE

Pic 3 - The insoles from my shoes...after my whole mission thus far. Don't worry mom, I got new ones last week.

Pic 4 - Mom, this picture is for you! Remember that picture in my scrapbook of me holding an eggplant or something from our garden in Sioux Falls. I recreated it for you...minus the hair pulled up on top of my head and the patterned pants. This time, I'm holding a mammoth zuchini.

Pic 5 - since I don't have my real flute, I choose the ones in this magical land of Austria where the gnomes and dragons abound. This is my new boyfriend by the way.

Would you send me Sue Miller's address. I was thinking about them two weeks ago and had the thought to send them a little something, but didn't. Now I know why. I'm working on heeding those thoughts more often.

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Alles Liebe SISTER CHOCOLATE