Ami

There was a kid that came to the house last week wanting help with his English homework. His name is Ami and he goes to the church a few blocks from ours. He seems like a pretty smart little guy...Nicole has started helping him a few times a week here at the house, and he always has something very intelligent to say. 

Last week, he mentioned that he was going to be leading part of the service at his church and he invited Nicole and my mom. I said from the beginning that I was not going to go. I don't know why really because we go to the cathedrals all the time, but this one just game me the heebie jeebies. 

Well obviously Nicole couldn't go by herself, Sister Mom is in the US, and El Pastor was conveniently sick. :D Long story short, (trust me, it gets very gory) me and Mother Teresa went to church. 

There's something special about walking down the street then suddenly seeing a bunch of cows and bulls and sheep running towards you...that feeling of panic...unexplainable :P

The white building is the church. Their organization is called Luz del Mundo. (Light of the World). 

We call it the church with the legs on top of it. 

Time to go inside....

Nicole--"Wait, wait I can't find my contact..." Haha :)

So after Nicole located her contact that was lost in her eyeball, we made our grand entrance. 

We scooted in the back pew and what do ya know...We sat right next to Ami's mom. :)

As soon as we sat down, she leaned forward and whispered something to the lady in front of her. 

The whole row of women started digging in their purses, then 2 veils were passed back and handed to us. 

"Alrighty girls, lets all open our Bibles to I Corinthians, chapter 11..."

Heh heh...NO I did NOT put it on! It didn't match my outfit... :D

That's Ami behind the pulpit. 

(See how the women sit on one side and the men on the other).

Kneeling to pray. 

(No, we didn't do that either...the nice part though, is that we did not get thrown into the fiery furnace).

Nicole and Ami

They sold food after church and Ami's mom sent us home with some tostadas. 

It didn't completely make up for the hard pews and dead service, but hey...

Nicole has a thing for Ami and wants to try to win him. 

So we'll see what happens!

~Bethany~

Tutorials a la Beth (Make a Blog App)

I thought I'd be nice and helpful to all of you guys that are on iPads or iPhones...

Here is my endeavor to make your blog-reading experience a better one. :p

Instead of googling the blog every time you get on, you can make an app/icon of it. 

(If you already all knew this, just pretend you didn't because I just figured it out....)

1. Get on the blog. If you are reading this, obviously you are already here. Good job!

2. Zoom into the picture that you want to on your icon. For example: if you want my face as an app, just zoom into my picture. Haha ;) Or you could have the header picture as the icon...whatever your little heart desires....

3. Tap the little button at the bottom of your screen, the one that is a square with and arrow in it. 

4. Tap "Add to Home Screen". 

5. Name it what you want. 

6. Tap "Add". 

7. Ta-da! You now have your very own totally cool "The Wakefields in Mexico" blog app, like this!

See now I have an app called "The Bo Blog"

Notice the "no SIM" in the top left hand corner :p 

I got it worked out with AT&T though. I won't have a phone for the next 2 weeks, but I'm geting a new SIM card because, turns out that was why my texts weren't sending. And on eBay I found the little SIM card frame thing that I lost yesterday. My mom will be bringing these things back with her in 2 weeks. 

And since this picture is so conveniently on my phone.... 

Snow. Snow. Snow. 

I want snow. 

Speaking of the U.S....

Am I the only one looking forward to Pacific Coast Camp?

WOAH. 3 more months......

Who's going??? Anyone? Everyone?

WOOOO!! I seriously get dizzy every time I think about it.

~Bethany~

Tio Mario's

I'm a little late posting these pictures, but hey...better late than never, no?

Last Sunday before church, during prayer, a dumptruck with some mean speakers parked in front of our church and turned on its music. They had little dance celebration for about 15 minutes. 

It's something having to do with preparing for Easter. 

Mi Tio Mario preached. 

Do you want to be a weapon in the hands of the devil or be a weapon used in the kingdom of God?

The congregation

There was an awesome move of God in the altar service!

Some of my kids that haven't prayed in a long time got a good touch. 

It was a relief to see. Haha. 

I never posted about these people, because it's just too weird and confusing, but the young man my dad is praying for is a little strange and that is his sister beside him in the green tank top. They have come the past few Sundays, and come right in time to hear the preaching. The girl told us that she is married to Justin Timberlake and is pregnant with his baby. She also said she is two and a half people. (As in schizophrenic?) 

She used to just come with her mom, but now her brother and sister come sometimes too. 

Last Sunday, the brother went up to my mom and asked her for me and Nicole's names and ages.
...Shiver me timbers...

Also:

I just want to throw out a little piece of advice. 

Never take your phone apart in the presence of a 2-year-old and a cat. 

(The little plastic sim card slot thing in my iPhone has vanished).

Also, if you want to talk to a live person at AT&T, sing into the phone and press 0 until you get your victory. 

It works. I know from experience. 

El Pastor's Birthday Service

These past couple weeks we have been planning a surprise birthday party for El Pastor. His birthday was this past Wednesday we had a little celebration after church on Sunday. 

He had noooooo clue which was too funny...

Here mom is in the kitchen preparing 40 chicken legs and about 55 cakes and he asks NO questions. 

We rented chairs and tables, had a special speaker, got a brother from Elder Wakefield's church to do our music, people were bringing in food before church....It was funny to watch Dad pace back and forth on the platform, eyes closed in prayer while Elder and Sis. Wakefield and their assistant and family came in. 

Then his eyes popped open and he said "WHAT is going ON?"

Song service...

It was a nice break for me...I didn't have to teach or play the piano...

Only sing a special, that was it....

Tabernaculo de Victoria youth choir

Elder Sis. Wakefield :)
She did a "happy birthday speech" and talked about El Pastor when he was younger and made us all cry ;P

Grampa preaching

Me cutting the Flan.....Mmmm!

Nicole and Judah

El Pastor and Judah

I obviously did a little too much fellowshipping and not enough picture taking...

Ooooooh well...We had a good time!! 

~Bethany~

Austin on a Mission

A few minutes ago I sent Austin to the store to buy some sour cream. I told him to ask for "crema Alpura". 

He put his chin in the air, his forehead wrinkled, and said, "Crema Alpura."

He then turned around and started marching down the street. 

I could hear him chanting to himself all the way, "Crema Alpura, crema Alpura, crema Alpura...."

 He cracks me up :p

~Bethany~

Salute Me--I'm In Charge, Ya'll!

Today la mom flew out of Mexico City to go and see her parents in California. 

She'll be gone for 15 days. 

So I'm the head honcho (feminine=honcha?) for 2 weeks. 

Me, Bethany....in charge. La Jefa...

I love it.

Yes, Dad's here...but still...

And since we're speaking of the U.S. I might as well add this...

Since they don't have it here....

Tapioca. 

I want some...........

El Daddio wasn't in town today so we were basically forbidden to leave the house. 

(Thank you, drug cartels and kidnappers...)

This pretty much sums up my day:

Yes. Mission accomplished. 

:)

....Oh my word....what am I going to teach on Sunday??

Heh heh. :p

~Bethany~

Obregon II

 On Thursday we went up to a little village called Obregon to have a service with some family of some family of our church here. Here are some pictures :)

Nicole eating a mango

My favorite fruit...Mmmmmm :)

The goal is to peel it and eat it in a way that your hands do not get dirty. 

The people here eat with tortillas instead of forks so they are pretty good at it. 

One of the ladies from church that went up to Obregon with us really liked my velvet shoes. 

I think for an hour straight she rubbed my shoe.... awkward...haha just kidding ...

I guess that's what I get for not staying on "my side" of the car... :P

OK.......

Hopefully ya'll can get my drift but...

The eople-pay from my urch-chay ead-ray this og-blay. 

So I gotta be sorta sly here....

The man from our church that came with us knew my dad likes Carnitas. (Pork tacos). 

I'm not too crazy about pork on account of getting food poisening once from pork, but hey. I don't wanna rain on anyone's parade...right?

So we pull over at this tent/restauant and sit down. The lady immediately brings us a sample of "cuero de marrano". 

This is pig skin boiled in oil. But not that crunchy stuff...This is gooey. 

Mmmm...

I ag-gay when I see this...

No joke...they shave the pig skins first then boil it. 

But you can still see and feel the pokey hairs beneath the surface. 

ARF-BAY

*Jiggle, jiggle*

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So the man from our church ordered a big-O plate of this stuff....

And in Mexico, it is rude to refuse food or not eat what is served to you. 

I think this is one part of the culture that I struggle most with. 

Nicole and Dad were troopers, but I took a little bite of that slimy stuff and totally did the dog shake. 

...Embarrassing...

So this was my taco. Sneaky huh? :p

Avacado with lime :)

Nicole and her taco. 

When we prayed for our food, of course we said our usual "God, please kill the germs in this food and don't let us get sick" prayer. But I added something new...

"God, bring dogs to our table..."

And what do ya know...I look into the sunset and could see dogs running from all directions toward our humble little tent/restaurant. 

Even God didn't like pork ... (See Deut 14:8)

Mom did not come with us, but I didn't want her to miss out on this special experience so I cut a little mol-ey off the pig skin to bring home for her. 

<3

Pork love

Oh goodness...

This was one of the weirdest days ever...

When we got to Obregon, we walked into the people's yard and hanging from the tree in their yard were two skinned skunks. 

We asked them what they were for and they told us that they are going to boil them then eat them because they are full of vitamins and help with Anemia. 

Also, when their kids get sick they boil the dried out skunk and rub it on their kids' skin. 

I think now would be a good time for us all to stop reading for a moment and give thanks to God that we were not born in Obregon....

**.......Moment of silence......**

GRRR!!

The skunks' skins

El Pastor teaching on the oneness

These people only have one plug in their house and it is in the light bulb in the ceiling. 

Thus the guitar. 

Their turkeys sleep in the tree

When we got back home I checked on my Mom's souvenir.

It had turned black and shriveled up. Bummer. 

~Bethany~