I'm a Yankee Doodle Dolly

"You're a grand old flag,

You're a high flying flag

And forever in peace may you wave.

You're the emblem of

The land I love.

The home of the free and the brave.

Ev'ry heart beats true

'neath the Red, White and Blue,

Where there's never a boast or brag.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

Keep your eye on the grand old flag."

I'm a Yankee Doodle Dolly

A Yankee Doodle, do or die

Born on the Fourth of July

I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart

he's my Yankee Doodle joy

Yankee Doodle came to London

Just to ride the ponies

I am the Yankee Doodle Doll!

Well, my second favorite holiday has came and passed, and I must say it was pretty sad. I'm in Mexico, so of course we didn't do anything, and my companion doesn't really like the States, so yeah, that was cool. Anyways, I wore all red, white, and blue clothes and sang some patriotic songs, that was good. A little girl in my ward made me a friendship braclet in the colors of my flag. Que linda! (Cute)

I have to say I am sooooo grateful that I am American, it's such a blessing we have so many opportunities, and beautiful things, our standard of living is miles high compared to here. Gracias Señor I was born in the U.S.A! I couldn't help singing a mix of three pop songs on the 4th it went something like this "So I but my hands up their playin' my song the butterflies fly away its a party in the U.S.A She was and American girl, MADE IN THE U.S.A! haha its crazy I know. 

This week we had a baptism for a really neat family, it's a mom and two of her daughters. It was an amazing experience, you could feel the spirit SO strong, everyone was in tears, and later everyone said it was the most beautiful baptism they have been to. I got to sing Señor Te Nesesito (I Need Thee Every Hour) and Yo se que vive mi Señor ( I Know That my Redeemer Lives) It was a really spiritual experience.

The family we baptized and a few of the hermanas who taught them

Hermana Kristi and me... I look horrid because I had been out in the rain, etc.

This week on the topic of food I ate a cake that was heavanly! It was a tres leches de chocolate...yeah that´s right tres leches CHOCOLATE! I was SUPER FELIZ! I am going to ask for the resipe. One night I was really I mean REALLY hungry and we didn't have anything to eat except...my mortal enemy, PB&J. Yeah, I ate a PB&J sandwich. Not happy bob...not happy, but at least I wasn't hungry anymore.

I also had a nasty cold this week and my crazy comp made me work through it, I wanted to die and I couldn't remember a word of Spanish. Sad day. Then later we went to the temple...the temple grounds to go to the doctor. I have been having problems with my feet for the last two months and the local doctor was scared that my arches had fallen and that the muscles were starting to pull and possibly tear. Well, it turns out that it's just that my shoes I use every day don't have enough arch support and don't have enough of a heel so I just need to change shoes or insert a heel and arch support pad and LISTO!(ready) So glad it wasn't something more serious. 

Well last night sucked, I didn't sleep a wink because I was so scared about transfers and finding out if I had to leave. I also fasted and prayed about transfers, and well God heard and answered, and I have at least one month more here in my area! YAY!!!!!!!

Next week the mission is having a "futball" tournament, we will be playing soccer zone against zone. My zone will be representing Argentina CHE! Said like arehentina chey...I am pretty excited I will now have a soccer uniform for México and Argentina. I can't wait to play!

My Zone

Hna Gurly, Hna. Luque. y yo Idk why but Hna. Luque always wants pictures with me LOL

My new president came last week, and he seems like he is going to be amazing! His wife came in first, took one look at us hermanas, and said "Oh how beautiful you all are!" Yeah, I feel bad for her because she doesn't speak a word of Spanish. The other day my neighbor went to the mission home because he works for the Church and was helping to fix the house and Presidente was sick so he had to talk to the hermana, and it was difficult for them because he doesn't speak English, and she doesn't speak Spanish. So they had to use dictionaries hahaha! Later, my neighbors wife was like why didn't you just call Hna. Shingleton and have her translate. Nice. 

Well I´m happy right now, and I hope you are too! Love ya'll! Hermana Shingleton 

P.S. I think it's going to be hard for me to be called Sister Shingleton when I go home...I like the sound of hermana better.lol