High.

Party in Slidell! Sister Ray had an early doctor's appointment this morning so instead of waking up and driving the 1 1/2 hours down today, we drove it yesterday and stayed with the Slidell Sisters in their home. It was so fun and it's not over since we'll most likely be doing it tomorrow for another appointment that Sister Ray set up. However, we didn't plan for this one... wish much luck please.

The "Best Week Ever" lasted longer but Sister Eyre ended up with a migraine and took a bad choice of medicines in her system for a while which hindered her working for a good while. Now that's a funny story...

So after dinner on Wednesday, Brother Corkern and his daughter Bethany came over to give Sister Eyre a blessing and Bethany mentioned that when she has migraines that she just takes 2 Benydryl which knock her out and it's gone by the time she wakes up. It sounded like a plausible idea so Sister Eyre took some. Well, before long Sister Eyre started acting a little funny, saying some strange things that we knew she wouldn't normally say. She was high to say the least. After a while we gave up on her conversations and said it was time for bed. We had to force her a bit to crawl into bed and keep the covers over her but finally Sister Ray sat next to her and held her hand to keep her steady and she started stroking Sister Ray's nose, "Your nose is round... That means you're not a witch." She sounded pleased about this, then she asked if I had a pointy nose. Her eyes got big as I tipped my head back so she could see my profile. "Oh! Shh--she doesn't know we know." And so I became a witch. The conversation continued on with Sister Eyre hiding from me under the covers and somehow ending with Sister Ray's betrayal and her nose turning from round to pointy. Upset, Sister Eyre ran to the bathroom, which thankfully didn't have a lock because when we opened the door, she was climbing out our small window over the toilet! Sister Ray and I pulled her back in and once more directed her to bed through her distaste. We attempted to cast spells on her to make her sleep but she deflected them with her "shield" (pillow). She grabbed her clock and as it lit up with the snooze button, she began talking to our deer character Jeffery in the next room, "Jeffery, they've betrayed me," then, "It's okay, I found a weapon," and picked up a sewing pin from over her night stand. This freaked out Sister Ray as Sister Eyre got very close to her face with the pin and was threatened to let Eyre get the phone that we had left in the living room. Surprisingly I never thought of the danger I could be in and as Sister Eyre tried to get past me guarding the door, I fought her for the pin and took it away, giving her a slap on the hand to boot. Deterred, Sister Eyre once more returned to bed and the situation seemed to calm down for a time. Sister Ray started reading from one of her journals and I relaxed down on my bed. Then out of nowhere, Sister Eyre jumps up and to the door lick-a-dee-split and is out into the hall and on her way to the phone. Sister Ray throws her pillow, I grab her arms but afraid I might hurt her I let go but continue the chase. Sister Eyre tackled the phone from off the table and I ram into her back trying to grab at her arms again as Sister Ray moves to her front and wrestles the phone from Sister Eyre's clutch. As she steals it away Sister Ray says she going to hide it and she's going to cast a spell so Eyre can't find it. So I stand there in the living room using my Guthrie training to restrain Sister Eyre so she can't move and do something rash to hurt me or herself because she has begun crying and saying how mean we are (luckily there were no profanities). Still holding her, we begin guiding Sister Eyre back to bed and Sister Ray casts another spell, "You are going back to bed and falling asleep in 5 minutes." Drugged Sister Eyre immediately slumps back in my arms and I holler at Ray because I was walking between the counter and closet and if she goes noddle on my now I won't be able to catch her properly, she Sister Ray reexplains her spell and we make it back to the bedroom. With Eyre in bed, she mutters and mutters how she has nothing to live for with the phone taken away and for good measure I pick up her "walkie-talkie" and talk to Jeffery that she's been retrained and the situation has been dealt with. Her eyes go big and Sister Eyre cries, "You betrayed me, too, Jeffery?" Luckily, Sister Ray's spell kicks in at this point and after an hour of craziness, Sister Eyre is out. Dead out and we can relax and we go to sleep our selves. The next morning at 6:30am, we all mumble hellos and good mornings and I sit up and turn to Sister Eyre, ready for another round, and ask, "Eyre, are you still high?" "I was high?" comes her response. She didn't remember a single thing but our camera's and the bruises and soreness prove to her that it all actually happened. Later that morning, as we tried to figure out how this could have happened, we read the list of medicines she's not supposed to take with her anti-anxiety pills and "allergy medicine" is on there. Moral is: DON'T GIVE SISTER EYRE BENYDRYL.

The rest of my week pales in comparison to that night. But we found new investigators while visiting a less active and they are reading the Book of Mormon. We did a deep clean on our house and it was very evident that it had probably never been deep cleaned the way we deep cleaned it in the year that missionaries had been living there. I made pancakes that turned into crepes and back into pancakes. I last minute volunteered to give the Holy Ghost talk for a member girl's baptism and sang too. Attended the wedding reception for a member's son. And had interviews in Slidell that included a messy oil change and getting to see old friends Elder Spence and Sister Garzand and Whitmore.

So that was our week and we're ready for a new one. Wish us luck because I have a feeling the crazy isn't going to be ended yet. Pray. Hard.

I love you all. Sorry, no pictures this week I forgot my camera.

Gotta cha!

Sister Stewart