Sunday was our first day to worship with South West. The people there are so so kind and inviting. It was a great first experience.
A typical Sunday morning starts around 9:00 am. Everyone arrives and we sing a few songs together. Then we break up into classes. The youth go to their class, and I helped teach the boys with a lady named Shirley, while the others had their class in the main room. Class lasts around 30 minutes.
Afterwards, we have morning tea.
And this is when I decided that it is inevitable, my waistline will be expanding as long as I'm living in this country. There is no hope.
Morning tea consisted of tea, of course, coffee, two different kinds of 'biscuits', which American's call cookies, and then Double Chocolate Melting Fudge CAKE! And of course I did not want to be rude, you know, since it's our first time to church and all. So I sampled everything they had to offer. I also didn't want them to think I didn't like their traditions...so I might have had a second helping. (but hey, who's counting)
I guess this wouldn't be a bad deal if it happened just on Sunday mornings. But these types of tea's happen several times a day. There is morning tea, afternoon tea, and then supper, which is after dinner tea, that takes places around 8:30-9:00 pm. And not to mention if someone stops by. It's only polite to offer tea.
Could someone please tell me, how's a girl gonna keep her figure with obstacles like these?