= Sunday, we missed church; Steph was not well. I found tires at the mission compound, one of which would replace the spare for the Office Elders’ truck. At dinner, Steph couldn’t stand the smell of food: coconut sauce on pasta.
= Monday, I worked from the office: applied numbers to bikes; tried to help missionaries locked in their compound by a failed padlock - they freed themselves with a hammer; helped print a driving permit as a booklet; set a printer tray to portrait mode. Steph sent her image for "Ready" tags for bicycles - I printed, laminated, and put strings on them. I printed bike repair estimates.
= Brother Bright showed those in the office a cacao pod. About the size of a football, it was filled with what looked like a white ugly slug! Who would have guessed you could eat it?
= Home, Steph had posted medical issues to email and to the church medical system. She assembled a salad like the ones we used to make ahead of time in jars: nice. We watched Don't Miss This (scripture discussion).
= The Federal shutdown was ending.
= Tuesday, MyHeritage sent a revised estimate of Steph's DNA, an estimate that drops Scottish/ Welsh ancestry in favor of Portuguese and almost doubles its estimate of her Nigerian background, now 86.9. We joked that now we have to go to Nigeria. She tried the pasta with coconut sauce but could not stomach it. I fed her tuna pasta instead.
= In bed, I saw Veteran's Day posts - I had an Air Force career - from our oldest daughter, Mary-Lorraine. I thought of our oldest son (Vincent: Air Force career), my sister (Carol: Navy career); the children I dragged around with the military (Mary-Lorraine and Vincent); my parents, watching Carol’s son (Sean) each summer so she could complete her career in the Navy Reserve; my father (Raymond) who served in the Army Air Corps; and my father-in-law (VIncent James Calvo) who served in the Army. It was past 0300.
= Wednesday, we saw prisoners in the 'tro ahead of us, barely fitting behind the back seat. We did an inspection at Saltpond; Steph checked on a missionary recovering from malaria; we picked up a broken bike. Heading home, we bought squid near Egyaa 2, ate some, gave some to the Dimmicks, and kept some for home. Young missionaries are using my Google form now to identify apartment issues. [grin]
= Thursday, we inspected Nranoa (near Ankaful prison); they can use videos of a scorpion (on the porch) and a snake (in the house) for bragging rights when they return home. A GPS shortcut that didn't work made us arrive late for our inspection of Agona Abrem. We swapped out a bad bike. Elmina Shell station for snacks and ice cream bars. At the office, I put laminated numbers on more bicycles and re-did a repair estimate. I sent an email to the Milnes: a senior couple coming to our mission in March.
= Friday at the office meeting, we heard that the mission will probably not renew the lease for the senior apartment in Praso where the Campbells have served but instead will seek an apartment in Mankessim, where growth is faster. Then I helped Brother Bright filter Google Sheets. I standardized my identifiers for bicycle estimates.
= Bread from Rhabbles; From Pizzaman/ Chickenman /Pinkberry we had a double-decker box of pizza and lemony ice cream with toppings. On the laptop in the bedroom, on my laptop, we watched Jack Reacher; Jack Reacher - Never Look Back; and an episode of Star Trek - Next Generation. We relaxed.
= Saturday, Steph finished medical emails. I tested the generator and worked on the journal. Steph sent Elders to Doctors in Service (DIS); they had been slightly injured in a KK.
To me, it looks like an alien hatching, but some people chew it just like this.
Say hello to the source of chocolate!
Earlier, I had retrieved and sent the wrench with the mission driver to free missionaries trapped in their apartment compound by a faulty padlock, but they had found a hammer and used that effectively.
So, it was available for this task.
"In Ghana, the prison regulations permit inmates to engage in outside labour after they have served one-third of their prison sentence, and have also shown good conduct, among other conditions. Wages earned and all other monies received by a prisoner from relatives and friends are expected to be entered in the “Prisoners’ Cash Deposit Book—Treasury” (Prison Standing Orders, Citation1960, p. 5). From these deposits, prisoners are entitled to a specific amount of money within a week to spend on food items sold in the prison commissary."
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Come home, build forward
Ɛnso Nyame Yɛ {Only God Does}
[Yes, they called it Soccer instead of Football: strange.]
Still bone nnsuma
Still bɔne nnsuma {sins are not hidden}
Jack Mackerel (canned, in tomato sauce, the bones disintegrate when crushed); garden eggs {small, white eggplant}; canned tomatoes; garlic, onion, and ginger, cut up and then mixed in the blender; eggs; over rice
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