I entered the MTC today with lots of advice from my mom and dad at what my dad called My Last Meal. Olive Garden soup and salad. Yum, Yum! As I was set apart last night, President Monroe gave me a beautiful blessing. I had vowed there would be no tears but as we drove in with all the missionaries waving... well.... sometimes the tears get the best of you. It was a beautiful sunny day. So as my favorite Little Men would put it. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It's off to Missionary Work I Go. My official name now-Sister Anderson.