In case you don't know, 9:00 isn't sleeping in to me. The time has to be around 9:30 or 10:00 or perhaps noon to constitute sleeping in for me. Ah... general conference. It's the only time when I can get out of bed during the prelude and still make it in time for the beginning of church. Going to church in one's pajamas is so delightful. I grab my soft, blue blanket and head downstairs for the big pillow, so as to listen to the prophet's words in comfort.
Unfortunately, this isn't the scenario on the Saturday of April's conference because I work that day. So, conference entails plugging away at taxes as I listen to the conference over the internet. Sometimes I don't pay attention when they announce who is speaking, so I have to rely on my voice recognition skills to know who is speaking. That's fine when it comes to the First Presidency or the Twelve Apostles (even perhaps the Relief Society Presidency), but beyond that, I'm pretty clueless. I can, however, pick out whether it's the Mormon Tabernacle Choir singing or some other group, such as the BYU mixed chorus or whatever that was Saturday afternoon.
Ah, Saturday evening. Actually, I don't really have any traditions associated with Saturday evening. The one part that I enjoy is that I can go to stores or any place in public looking like a heifer, and I don't feel badly about it because I surely won't be seeing any datable males while I'm out. ...and that's what I did (went out looking like a heifer). I wanted to stop by Deseret Book because I've always wanted to go to Ladies' Night. I didn't want to go because of the deals or the treats (remember, I'm not eating sweets this month), but more because I wanted to see who goes to these nights and to see if it resembles shopping around Christmastime. It did. It actually reminded me more of my university days and the first week of school in the bookstore. The lines were soooo long. Ugh. We (my mom, Banana, and Ewan) were in and out in five minutes, the entirety of which we were trying to get through to anywhere. I must say that I was the only heifer in the crowd. All the other ladies were dressed to the nines. Nice for them.
The next stop was Wal-Mart. I sprained my other ankle, and I had to get another wrap. I learned that I have very flexible feet, but apparently they aren't flexible enough for what they were trying to do. I also picked up some ingredients for the all-too-delicious breakfast pizza. Mmmmm... breakfast pizza. The rest of the night was spent wasting people in Rummikub, troubleshooting my computer, and reading a little Zilpha Keatley Snyder.
Okay, so what's with losing an hour of sleep? Hello! Who thought of that? Daylight savings, shmaylight shmavings. I think they're brilliant in October, but I can't stand them in April. Fortunately, like I said before, I can sleep until the prelude and then get up and be on time for 'church.' Sure, church is technically longer during general conference, but I get to wear pajamas. No nylons, no heeled shoes, no dresses, skirts or slips. Just pajamas. That's worth the extra hour. For sure. Not to mention that the speakers are fantastic. The big pillow is awfully nice, too. So nice, in fact, that I dozed off a few times, much to my dismay. I may have to listen to conference again tomorrow at work, just to see if I missed anything, which I'm sure I did. They're building a new temple it Niceville, Florida? What? I'm kidding. By the way, I got revenge on Banana yesterday for when she used to tickle my feet or side or ear when I'd fall asleep when we were younger. She had her eyes closed, so I tickled her feet. Mua ahahahah ahahah!
Okay, so seriously, don't you just sometimes like to be lazy and do nothing? Like, ... stay in your pajamas all day and not shower? I love it. I did break down and shower tonight, but I went almost the entire day without showering. It was great. I seem to vaguely recall that we watched that new Ensign edition of the Joseph Smith story on DVD in English and then in Spanish after conference. I didn't actually watch it because I was snoozing away on the big pillow, but I did hear the whole "Vi una columna de luz" part, and I was like, is this Spanish or English? I was delirious.
And then we played Scrabble, and then Seek, and then Boggle, and it was great, and I ate breakfast pizza, and I loved this weekend. Loved it. Thank you for your time. I hope your weekend was as great as mine.