Conference

Well, I would really like to have an extremely spiritual post about conference, but I don't. I shut off cable on September 29th so that I would have the extra $50 to have Madison take swimming lessons with Marcus. Well, at exactly 11:30 am on the 29th the cable guy cut the cord. Miriam and I were watching Ella Enchanted and suddenly, nothing, white fuzz. She looked at me and said "Turn it back!" No dice. Well, the area we live in doesn't have great reception anyway and we hadn't had to worry about that for awhile anyway. My dad bought a new antennae, but it's for HDTV, we don't have an HDTV but you can't get rabbit ears anymore. So anyway, he rigged it so now we get 2, 4, and 5.
So we're happily watching the Saturday session of conference and we notice that the conductor of the choir keeps holding his hand still when he should be moving it, and that the choir is skipping too many words. Sometimes the whole thing would shut off completely. So most of the talks were in and out. We heard every 5th word of most of the talks. My dad turned to me at one point and said, "I just can't understand what he's trying to say." Yeah, well, you should be so in tune that you can hear it in your heart.
My mom and I went down to Julia's during the 1st session Sunday and we did laundry and cleaned the fridge. For some reason that session of conference sounded an awful lot like the Cleveland/New England game. It might have been just me though. I'm sure glad our internet rocks.