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General Women's Conference

Last night was the LDS General Women's Conference Broadcast (#ldswomensconf). It's something I definitely look forward to every 6 months. It's usually a big event for each stake - the Stake Women's leaders will put together a sisters-only social to go along with watching the broadcast at the local Stake Center. And those are always fun. But now that it's broadcast on BYU-TV, it's also kinda nice to watch it from the comfort of home, instead of getting all dressed up and going to the church. 

Now for all the years I've been watching the broadcast, I've seldom been able to watch it with my own family. And that usually makes me a little homesick for everyone. But the last couple of times, I've had what I think is a brilliant idea for us to send selfies to each other of how we're all watching the broadcast. It helps us to feel close together even though we may be far apart. And this time around we texted each other during the session, every time there was a cool comment we liked, or a favorite song or video. It was great, and it made me feel like we were all together, even though technically we weren't.

So here are the Edwards women, and how we each watched the (#ldswomensconf) broadcast:



The family matriarch watching at home on the office computer



Yours truly, from the comfort of the Holladay Inn living room



Youngest Sis waited out a hailstorm, in the Stake Center parking lot



The Samoans grabbed favorite take-out and came back and watched together in the family room



The Homesteaders from their rustic living room, in front of the fireplace.



Awesome Sister-in-law #2 and her mini-me took an investigator with them and watched at the Stake Center.

Another tradition is to have some sort of goodie after the broadcast. My stake was having an ice cream social afterwards, but I passed on that, in favor of my Banana Cream Cheesecake (with hot fudge sauce) from Cheesecake Factory.


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