Twice a year, on the first Saturday and Sunday of April and October, we get to watch the General Conference broadcasts from Salt Lake. I really enjoyed listening to the talks this time. There was a lot about faith, hope, and enduring hard times.
I try to have something planned to work on while listening (something non-commercial for Sunday). Usually I'll come up with some kind of crocheting project. This time I've been painting. (It's going pretty well, but I'm not going to post a picture yet because it's a surprise.) Doug pulled out some leather scraps and made a sheath for his leather shears, and then dyed it blue. This is what our kitchen table looked like today:
The two-hour sessions start at 10:00 and 2:00 Utah time, which puts them at 9:00 and 1:00 here. (I ended up showering between sessions both times. Lazy days.) When we were in Newfoundland the sessions were at 1:30 and 5:30, and we had to go to the church to watch them. The members from the Bay Roberts branch (which is an hour or more away, I think) would come to St. John's to watch the broadcast, so on Sunday we would all have a potluck meal between sessions. And then, after stuffing ourselves, go back into the darkened chapel to watch Conference... yeah, I'll admit I didn't always stay awake. It's so nice to be able to watch it online at home.