I spent the bulk of the day working on the books; I am trying to account for all the money that we spent on the building at Kulkpeni. We also have to figure out which vendors and people we have to pay WHT on. We drove out to Kulkpeni this afternoon to get the tax ID number from the guy that we bought the cement from. Of course, they all think that we have lost our minds chasing around trying to pay the taxes for the various vendors! I have to agree with them! Do we look like agents for the Ghana government? Tax collecting agents non- the -less! We also had to call Red so he could help us get the Ghana Card number of his friend that we bought the aluminum roofing sheets from. We keep a running list of anyone that we have had to pay withholding for so in the future if we use the same vendor, we won’t have to gather their information again.
We got a phone call this morning at 6:00. It was Paul, the guy that we buy formula from. Steve talked to him yesterday afternoon and he said he was on his way to Yendi and that he would be here after dark and he would call when he got to Yendi. We gave up on him
calling at 9:00pm. We never expected him to call and wake us up this morning! He said he was going to be in Yendi all day. After our walk Steve called him to find out where he was parked. Steve had ordered 15 cases of formula and 3 cases of baby cereal. Our supply was running low so we were happy to stock back up.
On our way back from Kulkpeni this afternoon we stopped at the market and bought some nicer plastic bags to put the evangelist and church leaders’ gifts in. Steve is in the process of getting their goodies packed in the bags.
Thank you for all you do for us and for the work here in Ghana!
In HIS Service,
Steve, Kandie and Skeeter
P.S. Please keep our friends Ms. Dot, Marvin and Ms. Julia in your prayers; they were in a vehicle accident and are pretty bruised up! We know they would appreciate your prayers for their speedy recovery!
The Monkeyshines
I broke out of another collar this morning. I was outside on my run and I broke free! I had the best time running all over the mission property! Dad was working the Child Center and Mom was in the house working on the books so I was free as a bird and enjoying every minute of it! If Meri had not told on me, Mom would have never known I was running around loose! Meri was very excited when she came to the house to tell Mom. English is not her first language; and she kept saying “Donkey is free! Donkey is Free!” Meri and Amama were throwing their hands up trying to point outside! Mom was so confused; Donkey is the name of the dayman. Finally, Mom saw Skeeter run through the flower bed and she knew that it was the monkey that was free, not donkey!
Mom tried to get me to come in the house but Meri was standing there with a basket in her hands and Amama was sitting on the floor filling bottles with oil for the malnourished children; there was no way I was going to go in that house with those women; I don’t particularly like either one of them! We had a merry chase but I was not giving in; I was having too much fun! I started darting in and out of the Child Center!
Mom got scared that I would get upset and bite someone so she told Dad that we had to close the Center early and send everyone home. Dad agreed with her and the ladies closed the Center an hour early and went home. As soon as everyone went home Dad offered me a piece of Kulikulee, the peanut treat that they give the children at the Center. I jumped down out of the tree into Dad’s arms; I wanted my treat too!
Mom and Dad secured my collar with 2 cable ties! It should not come off again. Mom said she is going to look for a thin belt that actually has a buckle; she is going to cut the belt down to fit my waist and punch new holes in it; that should do the trick!
You can catch more monkeys with treats!
Love, Skeeter
