Conference Weekend

I remember piling onto my mom and dad's bed at five years old to watch "comp'rense". Mom would go out the day before and buy hoards of candy to use as bribery. When my attention span as well as my parents patience with me had been exhausted they'd send me down stairs to play. The only condition was that a Book of Mormon cartoon had to be playing in the background. I think Barbie and My Little Pony enjoyed the story of the brother of Jared a lot.

I got a little older and we had moved to St. Louis. It was a sad day when my parents had to explain that we couldn't watch conference in our jammies at home and that we'd have to spend Saturday and Sunday out at the small branch in Warrenton. Because most of the members of the branch lived a half hour or longer away from the ward house it was a custom to have a pot luck between the morning and afternoon sessions. This was quickly termed the "Pot Unlucky" - you never knew what to expect.

Now I'm back to pj's and butterfingers! I can see the appeal of televangelists. That's pretty self revealing - what a lazy bum huh? Well it will be nice this weekend to not have to move a muscle and not to have to eat a "Pot Unlucky" (also self revealing - what a brat huh?). A happy "comp'rense" weekend to you!