But, I have noticed a strong similarity between General Conference and eating massive amounts of turkey.
Maybe it's the pajama pants, the fuzzy blanket, the soothing voices and music, the dim room. I don't know. But, by the second half of each session, I am about two shakes away from falling into a deep relaxing coma. All of my muscles are totally relaxed, my eyelids are heavy, and I start thinking about how watching Conference with a bunch of my single mo peers probably isn't such a good idea because of the inevitable chain of info that will spread throughout my ward about my ultra-loud snoring during said Conference. Luckily, I have yet to actually fall asleep during one of these sessions. But, it can only be a matter of time.
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It's the voices, the old man voices. Like having a grandpa reading you a bedtime story as you drift off to sleep.
yeah, especially this afternoon session...all those foreign accents lulled me into a deep, deep sleep.
Yes, we fall asleep almost every afternoon session of conference. It's so hard to stay awake!
I love your blog. I just read this post to my roommate and we both laughed out loud. SO TRUE!! Even though you tell yourself, "I'm just going to close my eyes for a second..." It ends up being three hours. :)
It's always the Sunday afternoon session...gets me every time.
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