Getting Comfortable?

So is it me, or are the elders getting more comfortable living here?  I had to smile last P-day because the they came up kind of early and shared cinnamon rolls with us, later that same day they came up to get their laundry and they left a loaf of bread for us, Elder T. said that they had made the bread... (I kind of doubt that).  I think they stopped at a bakery and bought the bread, but who am I to accuse a servant of the Lord of lying? 

This next story requires a little background so that you don't freak out that the elders are damaging my home...
In my house I have a small, but kind of formal living room with white  carpet and is kind of plush.  The reason I mention this is that I am kind of fussy about how I vacuum it.  When I vacuum, it has to be perfect with the nap all going the same direction and no lines in it.  Well my brother-in-law loves to tease and would often leave foot prints in it.  His son picked up on the tradition and so there are often strange marks in my living room carpet.  One of the past elders thought it would be fun to write my name in the carpet by drawing in the nap with his finger.  That was pretty funny, but it was more funny when my other nephew corrected the spelling of my name in the carpet as a note to the elder who misspelled my name.  Wait, this is still background.  That elder is home now (no he didn't get sent home for writing in my carpet, he served an honorable mission, even serving as a zone leader after leaving here).  Anyway he was trainer to Elder W. who still lives here, and last Monday I noticed my name written in the carpet again, and it was spelled wrong again.  So when I confronted the elders about it, Elder T didn't know anything about it, and Elder M said that he didn't do it, but knew who did it, I didn't need to be told that it was Elder W.  When Elder M talked about it he said that they were admiring how all neat and tidy the carpet was, when all of a sudden Elder W bent down and wrote my name in the carpet, he was shocked.  I just laughed.  You might think that this is out of line, but it is not at all out of line in my house, in fact I kind of encourage such behavior.  If you are considering hosting the missionaries in your home, you set the ground rules and if you don't want them writing in your living room carpet you just tell them and they will respect that request.  Elder T was afraid to cook in the apartment, because his last area the landlady was kind of fussy about them using their kitchen, so when I found that out, I told him that the kitchen is his and if he wants to cook, he is welcome to do so.  He was happy and is going to buy veggies and stuff to make omelets and other breakfast kinds of stuff.  (What?  Do they think the kitchen is just for show?)  I'm just sorry I didn't know earlier, so that they would have been more comfortable sooner.

So maybe this week's blog wasn't totally uplifting, but it is what I wanted to say, and since I am the author of this blog, I can indulge once in a while. 

That about wraps another week for this blog.  Make yourself even more awesome this week. 
Treat your missionaries to something special, invite your nonmember friends to visit with you and the missionaries, you will be glad you did.
God bless you this coming week.