Our new T.V.

We got a new television.  Our sweet, sweet 1985 vintage television set has nearly met its fate in the trash (it emitted the most awful high-pitched noise whenever it was turned on that nearly drove me up the wall).  Here's the new one in all its glory playing the famed "Arrested Development".

Ok, so this picture is entirely unrelated to anything.  Robbie and I stole it off Talley's blog, mostly because it made me laugh so hard I nearly peed.  Enjoy!

...Survey Says: !

Today was the infamous "find-out-what-it-is" day at the midwife's clinic.  We had planned ahead and had set our appointment for 12:oo noon so that Robbie could be there, and even called to tell them we were running a few minutes late to our appointment.  

Turns out it didn't really matter, as Machel (our midwife) was called into delivery for another patient.  We really got back to see her at about 2:50.  Though it was a rough wait for nearly three hours, I was glad to know that she is willing to spend time where most necessary.  If roles had been reversed, I would have preferred to have Machel with me and make the measly other patients wait until my baby was in the clear, safe, and delivered, so I feel like I can at least be nice and understanding.  

It turns out that Machel is 95% certain that our little sea monkey/gummi bear is a little boy...but as it is still growing and developing, there's a possibility it's really an extra-developed little girl.  The chance of that is, well, about 5%.  She is pretty sure that there will be no surprises the next time, and that the small little appendage is truly a little boy part.  I'm okay with that!

This top picture shows his little heartbeat.  He is upside down and his legs are stretched completely in front of him to the left side of the picture.  He's got his little head way down in the bottom (he's almost to pike position)!
This picture more clearly shows little boy parts, though not nearly as definitively as the ultrasound video (I can't figure out how to post those...if you know, let me know!).  He is again upside down with his legs out in front and his head scrunched down below.  

Can you believe it?

Weekend at Lacy's

Saturday morning, we hurried down to Salt Lake City for Questar's Annual Junior Achievement Bowling Fun-ness (I'm fairly certain that's the actual name of the event).  Basically, it was a chance for Robbie to bowl a bit while I learned more about what a celebrity his father really is.  Afterward, back at the Allred's home, I crashed for at least 1 1/2 hours on his parents' bed (this baby makes me tired!)

Later that night, we went to Ryan and Sarah Shaw's wedding reception back in Logan. What a great event!  It was really fun to see them so happy.  We are also very excited that they are in our ward!  Yay for more friends in Logan!

Early Sunday morning, we headed up to Fruitland, Idaho (the other side of the Snake River from Ontario, Oregon) to see my dear little trainee Sister Lacy MacKenzie report her mission.  We were really excited to have made the 5 hour drive and still have been 10 minutes early to the service when we realized it was almost over...Dang that early daylight savings time!  After so many years of being reminded at General Conference to change clocks, I can't get a grip on this "remember-on-your-own" bit!  I vote it goes back to the old way!  We did catch the last 20 minutes or so of the service and (I think!) most of her talk--which was fabulous, by the way.

Later, back at the MacKenzie home, while I busied myself laughing and catching up with my former companion, Robbie made himself comfortable perusing the local closets (ok, so he was told where to find it) and discovered a sweet, sweet old guitar.  He was happy.

Lacy and I had a lot of fun together.  It was SO great to see her again!  

(this is before, in Anderson, Indiana)

(and after in Fruitland, Idaho--me being fat and pregnant and un-makeuped!)
In reality, Lacy's pictures didn't need to be touched up at all, but MAN!  I looked SWEET!

It was a crazy-awesome weekend!