We have had such an interesting week here in Portland. The saying is so true, Keep Portland Weird. And that is what this week has been, weird. But always good as well. Debbie had her baptismal interview on Saturday and she is already to go for her baptism this Saturday at 6! We are so excited for her and so is she. We are going to go to the temples visitor center today after pday with her and the Muellers. Its gonna be pretty amazing. So she is doing swell. Gladys and Fred are also doing awesome. They are learning more and more each week and are so prepared for baptism. We just have to wait a while so their families can be with them. But we still teach and help them along their journey. The ward here is so great at helping fellowship these new almost members. It is so important just to be kind to people at church because that really sets the tone for their experience in the church and them learning with the missionaries. We have one young girl whose grandparents were baptized last year but she is hesitant at taking the discussions because she went to church and the young women weren't very nice to her. Man its just the worst. So always be kind!We did a lot of service this week, including helping someone in their halfway burned down house, yard work, and helping a hoarder move stuff from one side of the room to the other so the inspection people can get to the attic. So that was fun. We ended up just having to throw stuff on top of other stuff. Cleanliness truly is next to Godliness. And now for the yard work story. We have two investigators who were a referral and we are helping them move from a house to a duplex this last week. The last thing to do was yard work so we go and start raking things up and Sis Michaud accidentally raked into a wasp nest. Which was on the ground. Something stung her and she flicked it off and we kept working....until we saw the swarm...and then we ran. And screamed. And flailed our arms everywhere. We run into the house and there are still wasps stinging us. I got hit twice but she got hit five times. So painful. And we smacked two off each other before they could sting. and one was in my hair. Worst experience ever. Okay maybe not ever but still. After a while we laughed about it.