I learned in church today

[ERCougar]

Our P-days (if you lived near Paris) consisted of waking up at 6:00 and being out the door by 6:30 so you could spend as much time in Paris as possible. Oftentimes we wouldn't get back to the apartment until right at 6:00pm and then we'd do some "missionary" work like writing letters to inactives or planning. I had some dead companions that had a hard time waking up most days of the week, but they never failed to be awake on Paris P-days.

If you didn't live near Paris, you likely woke up at 6:00 just long enough to hit play on the tape recorder (which was preloaded the night before with Truman Madsen's talks on Joseph Smith) then we'd sleep for a another hour or so and count it as comp study.

I'm jealous of this. There were very few missionaries in my mission who were at all interested in France or its culture, so it was tough to find a comp who was interested in "wasting" P-days. I wonder if any of them regret it now.

[Dwight Schr-ute]

I'm jealous of this. There were very few missionaries in my mission who were at all interested in France or its culture, so it was tough to find a comp who was interested in "wasting" P-days. I wonder if any of them regret it now.

I felt the same way about the streets of Eastern Los Angelos.

[Scorcho]

The thing that I disliked most about being a missionary was that you never got a full day off. Even on P-day you were supposed to get up at the same time, study, etc. and then you had to be back out working by 6:00 p.m.. I often said I would forfeit an entire P-day if it meant we could sleep in and not have to work at all on the following P-day.

When I landed in a companionship with a guy who felt similar to me, we proposed the idea (like idiots) to our Mission president. He laughed and said "no." So we ended up inventing a P-day regimen that allowed us to "sleep in" while still adhering to the letter of the law. On the night before P-day, we would set our alarm for 12:01 a.m. and wake up to hold companionship study (the book only said we needed to be awake by 6:00 a.m.) followed by 30 mins of personal study. We would then jump back in bed at 1:01 a.m. and sleep until noon. We were obedient enough that we still went out and worked at night, though.

While in Columbia, MO I lived in apartment as a missionary foursome. Our P-Day was every Wednesday and so we adopted "P-Day Eve". P-Day Eve began Tuesday Nights at 9:01 P.M. and usually lasted 2 to 3 hours. P Day Eve consisted of either headed to the church for hoops (we had a key) or going to the University of Missouri's Arcade to play Rampage or Gauntlet. Those were good times, and was revenge for the hours lost from having to return back to proselyting on P-Day at 6 P.M.

[Non Sequitur]

While in Columbia, MO I lived in apartment as a missionary foursome. Our P-Day was every Wednesday and so we adopted "P-Day Eve". P-Day Eve began Tuesday Nights at 9:01 P.M. and usually lasted 2 to 3 hours. P Day Eve consisted of either headed to the church for hoops (we had a key) or going to the University of Missouri's Arcade to play Rampage or Gauntlet. Those were good times, and was revenge for the hours lost from having to return back to proselyting on P-Day at 6 P.M.

We called them Jewish P-days, because they started at sunset the day before P-day. It was traditional reserved for traveling to whichever Elders were living near a beach.

[Portland Ute]

Our P-days (if you lived near Paris) consisted of waking up at 6:00 and being out the door by 6:30 so you could spend as much time in Paris as possible. Oftentimes we wouldn't get back to the apartment until right at 6:00pm and then we'd do some "missionary" work like writing letters to inactives or planning. I had some dead companions that had a hard time waking up most days of the week, but they never failed to be awake on Paris P-days.

Many of our P-Days in the bigger cities in my mission in Spain were the same. Sevilla, Granada. Even when we were near Gibraltar or, say, Cordoba. Not quite on par with the size of Paris, but Sevilla held many opportunities for history and sight seeing. Generally, if I was near one of these places and not in some small town, I'd want to be out the door as early as possible to enjoy the food, architecture and history.

I lived across the bay from Gibraltar and the P-days there were epic. We would get up very early, catch the early busses to Gibraltar, meet up with the elders from other areas in the district and from Gibraltar and play basketball for a few hours. Then, we'd go explore the rock. Pretty amazing what's up there in terms of WWII tunnels dating all the way back in history. We'd then go to the Safeway on Gibraltar and buy a few things that we couldn't buy in Spain and walk back across the runway into La Linea to catch the bus. Just thinking about it exhausts me.

We also spent a lot of time in some areas getting up early to get out into the outdoors. Some pretty neat natural sights to see in my mission, too.

We called them Jewish P-days, because they started at sunset the day before P-day. It was traditional reserved for traveling to whichever Elders were living near a beach.

These things are known to happen and were very frequent when P-Day was on a Monday. It seemed as if Sunday after church morphed into "P-Day Eve".

[Jacob]

Our P-days (if you lived near Paris) consisted of waking up at 6:00 and being out the door by 6:30 so you could spend as much time in Paris as possible. Oftentimes we wouldn't get back to the apartment until right at 6:00pm and then we'd do some "missionary" work like writing letters to inactives or planning. I had some dead companions that had a hard time waking up most days of the week, but they never failed to be awake on Paris P-days.

If you didn't live near Paris, you likely woke up at 6:00 just long enough to hit play on the tape recorder (which was preloaded the night before with Truman Madsen's talks on Joseph Smith) then we'd sleep for a another hour or so and count it as comp study.

That's sounds great. That's another reform I'd make as mission president-allowing more immersion in the local culture. It is sad how little of Meixco I got to see or experience while living there for 2 years.

[Omaha 680]

The only sightseeing any missionaries wanted to do in my mission was Iguazu Falls. You were only allowed to go on Pday and only if you were assigned to the zone that had the falls in it. I was lucky enough to be in that zone for the first 5 months and I think I went 4 times.

The first couple times we went we had to go in full missionary attire. That rule was thankfully relaxed shortly thereafter. My MP was brand new and was fairly strict at the beginning.

[Sullyute]

While in Columbia, MO I lived in apartment as a missionary foursome. Our P-Day was every Wednesday and so we adopted "P-Day Eve". P-Day Eve began Tuesday Nights at 9:01 P.M. and usually lasted 2 to 3 hours. P Day Eve consisted of either headed to the church for hoops (we had a key) or going to the University of Missouri's Arcade to play Rampage or Gauntlet. Those were good times, and was revenge for the hours lost from having to return back to proselyting on P-Day at 6 P.M.

P-Day eve rocks! We used to travel across the city to the ZL's apartment so that we could stay up and play Risk or Scopa. In Pescara we would stop by the local pizza parlor right before closing and they would load us up with leftover pizza. We would go home eat pizza, play games, and talk about all the crazy sisters in the mission.

[Northwestcoug]

Man, I loved P-day eve. It would start around 10:00pm Sunday at my apartment, and two other companionships would come over. Playing spades was the most common activity. We would play until midnight, when we would make our convenience store run at 12:01am. We'd then regroup for another hour or two. There's no way I got up at 6:30 the following Monday, but we were out of the apartment around 9am. Good times...

[FMCoug]

The creepiest site seeing I did on my mission:

http://www.lilydaleassembly.com/

Seriously there was NOT a good feeling at that place.

I do have a pic of me holding a Book of Mormon as if preaching from the "Inspiration Stump" though.

We also went and checked out the Chautauqua Institution one day. Another kind of odd place but not creepy like the other.

[Blueintheface]

P-Day eve rocks! We used to travel across the city to the ZL's apartment so that we could stay up and play Risk or Scopa. In Pescara we would stop by the local pizza parlor right before closing and they would load us up with leftover pizza. We would go home eat pizza, play games, and talk about all the crazy sisters in the mission.

Much like the plague, this too spread through Western Europe like wildfire. We humble few in Spain would play Risk at the ZL's apartment and talk about how many sister blessings we'd given that week as well.

[doctorcoug]

My boys wear their church clothes all day long on Sunday by choice. Changing takes extra effort.

I'm the same way. My wife wants us to do this because it "keeps the sabbath". I don't argue with her at all over this (leads to a happier marriage) because:

1. Less laundry
2. Less effort to get the kids changed
3. Easier for me when I go out because I don't have to change again.

I don't change when I get home from work, why would I do the same on Sunday? I'm just lazy, end of story.

[Indy Coug]

The creepiest site seeing I did on my mission:

http://www.lilydaleassembly.com/

Seriously there was NOT a good feeling at that place.

I do have a pic of me holding a Book of Mormon as if preaching from the "Inspiration Stump" though.

We also went and checked out the Chautauqua Institution one day. Another kind of odd place but not creepy like the other.

There are tons of spirtualists in England. It seemed like there was at least one every 10 houses we knocked on, but it probably wasn't really that many.

[NorthwestUteFan]

We should pay tithing on gross.

That notion will go over swimmingly in parts of the world where the household income is $30/month.

(Not necessarily learned IN church, but church related): This week I learned that when my father in law was made bishop in the late 80s/early 90s, he FORBAD the youth leaders from teaching the soul-crushing and emotionally scarring 'sexual morality' lessons. That put an end to the 'chewed gum' and 'licked cupcake' lessons that caused long term psychological scarring of so many young women in the church around that time frame.

I say, good for him!

[Jacob]

I'm the same way. My wife wants us to do this because it "keeps the sabbath". I don't argue with her at all over this (leads to a happier marriage) because:

1. Less laundry
2. Less effort to get the kids changed
3. Easier for me when I go out because I don't have to change again.

I don't change when I get home from work, why would I do the same on Sunday? I'm just lazy, end of story.

I usually change when i get home from work. Certainly always when I get home from church. There is no additional laundry. Put on shorts and a t-shirt, then wear them to the gym the following day. Also, if you get the kids out of their clothes soon enough, again this saves laundry. Hang them up before they stain them, no need to iron next week.

And wouldn't it look strange to play baseball in the yard or mow the lawn in a white shirt and tie?