"Now I Know Why You Didn't Give Me Unlimited Fruit Snacks!"

First things first, RIP Phil.

So basically, this week was really crazy, like last week, but I can't really talk about most of the crazy parts because of privacy matters. So... if I told you what happened this week, I would have to kill you. 

With that precursor, I tell you a tale of life and death. Excess and wealth. Frivolity and decay. 

It all starts on a Preparation day much too recent for my liking. We had just received our money for the next 2 weeks, and we missionaries felt like kings. I had, in weeks past ,noticed my housemates, engulfing whole packs of fruits snacks at a time. I decided to look for the source, and I saw a great value 60 pack box in each of their coveted cupboards. With the money I now had, (and my elite budgeting skills and self control acquired through months of having to buy milk while eating, all on the BYU meal plan), I purchased my own 60 pack box! You could almost hear someone whisper, "Wow, that's Phil's boy!"

Contrary to popular belief, fruit snacks aren't actually good for you, even though fruit is in the name?! With this epiphany, I end my story and caution all the maiden ring hunters in the audience with these sage words, told to me by my father:

"No one stays good looking forever"

Casa Grande has been a little too good to me hehe. I think members have fed us Pizza 8 or 9 times in the last 3.5 weeks! I love pizza, so it's pretty good.

Donda, 

Elder Sheppert

PS: I just send these emails to my mom, then she sends them out to the list. Yes my P-day is Monday but the email may not reach y'all till later. If you would like to direct email me, david.sheppert@missionary.org works.