Hey Momma, we have a second to email today.

 

I'm super excited to talk to you! It's going to be really fun, I hope everything is all set up for that.  I know it is here.

I'm sick. So that sucks. I feel like I'm going to barf, and I've had a cough for the past couple weeks.  We'll see.  I think I might have a fever, but I really don't have time for a fever.  It's definitely because of the stupid weather.  Have I ever told you how much I hate rain.

 

If not let me.

 

I hate rain. Almost as much as the devil.  Maybe they're the same thing.

 

I'm going to call Sister Rasmussen after we email, and probably go home and sleep the rest of the day.  After I walk home in the stupid rain.

 

Tell everyone in the world sorry that I wont be emailing them today. We're only supposed to be on the computers momentarily today, mostly just to confirm skyping plans.  I'm super excited to see all of you, and hopefully I wont be ralphing every couple of minutes.  I guess time will tell!

 

There's a package that I apparently received from the States that England is making me pay £40 for.  I hope you don't mind.  I think you told me that you were jipping me for Christmas.  That's okay.  But I'm going to buy myself some stuff. I haven't sent the package home either. Sorry. It'll happen sometime soon. I don't have much time to do stuff like that. 

 

I'm not very talkative today. Sorry.  It's because I feel like death. Merry Christmas.

 

I love you! I'll talk to you in a couple days!

 

Love,

Elder Smart