Nearing week 35 and counting...

A friend suggested I take another prego picture and post it for all to see. Don't I look great? Lucky me gets to renew my license next month so I'll have a head shot of this for the next few years. I think I'll fib a little and stick with the weight I already have on it instead of what I currently am at. I might get there again sometime soon (unfortunately, I wasn't there pre-pregnancy...I'm so terrible!)

I've been tagged

I'm kind of excited since I haven't tagged been before. I should be working on my talk for Sunday, but instead I'm spending my friday evening catching up on my friends lives via blog. Chris and I already had our date.....spent time at BabysRUs registering .

How long have you been together? Married 3 years in July.
How long did you date? 10 months - engaged for 5 of them.
How old is he? 31...I told him he could never call me his "Old lady" since he's older than me.
Who eats more? Chris, definately. My family calls him "Beefcake".
Who said "I love you" first? He did and then he said I didn't need to say it back. I did, but it was weird since I wasn't sure at the time.
Who is taller? Chris is by an inch or two. If I'm wearing shoes and he's not, I swear I'm taller.
Who sings better? I sing better. When I met him, he was in this band (as the singer) but it was the yelling kind. He doesn't sing much anymore.
Who is smarter? We are both smart in different things. His knowledge is in the random and weird.
Who does the laundry? We both do it although he's shrunk a lot of my stuff. He's now learned that some of my things don't go in the dryer.
Who does the dishes? If I make dinner, Chris does dishes. If he makes dinner, I do dishes. He usually does the dishes more and I'm thankful. I would rather clean toilets than do dishes...seriously.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? I sleep on the right side. He switched for a bit, but I didn't like it.
Who pays the bills? Lucky me!
Who mows the lawn? We don't have a lawn to mow, but I'd make him do it. I mowed the lawn too many times in my youth.
Who cooks dinner? Most of the time I do it.
Who is more stubborn? Probably me.
Who kissed who first? Chris went in for the kill first. I hadn't kissed anyone for a long time so I was totally scared. I'm glad he was brave.
Who asked who out? We were kind of hanging out with friends at first and then he asked me to see a movie and go to dinner.
Who proposed? Chris did. The day was a suprise, but I knew it was coming.
Who is more sensitive? I am more sensitive. And that's not just because I'm preggers right now.
Who has more friends? Girls usually have more friends.
Who has more siblings? We each have the same amount (3 sisters and 2 brothers)
Who wears the pants in the relationship? Sometimes I think I do since he makes me be in charge of some things, but it's his duty as the man of the house.
Who are you tagging? If anyone reads this who hasn't been tagged..."You're It!"

Some of you know I work at an elevator company. It has it's ups and downs...hehe. Going through some of my old emails from co-workers I ran into this and I wanted to share. Even those at ThyssenKrupp (my company) know how to have a sense of humor about their job.

1) When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.

2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.

3) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.

4) Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"

5) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.

6) Move your desk into the elevator and whenever someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.

7) Lay down a Twister mat and ask people if they'd like to play.

8) Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on ask them if they hear something ticking.

9) Ask, "Did you feel that?"

10) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.

11) When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay. Don't panic, they open up again."

12) Swat at flies that don't exist.

13) Call out, "group hug!" then enforce it.

14) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"

15) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"

16) Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.

17) Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "You're one of THEM" and back away slowly.

18) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.

19) Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.

20) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, and then announce, "I have new socks on."

21) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers, "This is my personal space."

22) Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.

23) Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.

24) When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.

25) Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.

26)On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.

27) When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, not now, dang motion sickness!"

28) Meow occasionally.

29) Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.

30) Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "uh-oh!"

Getting crafty...

A gal in our ward had a "block party" and I decided to take advantage to make something cute for the baby's room. I thought it turned out so cute I wanted to share it.
As you can see we've already picked out a name and the colors for his room. It's really sad that the picture is so dark so you can't see the color of the wall behind the blocks since we've painted the room a light green. I haven't picked a theme such as airplanes or dinosaurs....just the colors of light green and light blue.
Recently, I've been looking at baby bedding and I've decided I could just make a baby quilt myself instead of buying something expensive. Since we're going to have to purchase other items that are costly why not cut a corner somewhere? Chris got me a sewing machine for Christmas so why not make something special to warm my little one?
I'm reading more about baby stuff from the books my doctor gave me and I'm starting to get nervous. I hope I'm ready for the pain of labor. I think I have a high tolerance for pain, but sometimes I don't think I do. Chris thinks I'll turn into one of those nightmare ladies who yell at their husbands like they show on t.v., but I highly doubt that. At my check-up today my doctor told me he doesn't start making predictions yet, but he thinks I should deliver a 7 1/2 to 8 pounder. That's not too bad, I guess. I just don't want to push out a 10 pound baby. Yikes!

The Passing of our Prophet

Sunday evening our beloved Prophet, Gordon B. Hinckley, passed away. Chris and I were hanging out with our neighbors when they received a phone call call from their parents. We then passed the news to our family. We all took a moment to let it sink in and they we shared a combined family prayer to let our Heavenly Father now how grateful we were to have had such a wonderful Prophet and to bless his family with comfort.
President Hinckley has been the Prophet I've known best. Probably because I've been old enough to understand who he is and what his role is in the church. He has done many great things...the biggest was building more Temples. Since 1995, he has dedicated 76 temples while 12 are currently under construction. How amazing is that?
I will miss that great man, but know he has earned the phrase, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."

A new year

Christmas and New Year's have come and gone and I have no pictures to post. I forgot my camera while we were on our way to my parents house Christmas eve and none of my siblings have sent me pictures even though I've asked. My dad, the guy who still uses a camera with film, was happily snapping photos and he's got them developed already. All I need is a scanner, but that's at the bottom of a long list of things I really don't need right now. Christmas day I was sick and I didn't want pictures of me taken. Chris told me I looked like death. I don't think I need a picture memory of that.

A new year has begun and the Walchli Life will be changing quite drastically come the end of March. Are we ready for it? Heck, no! But, we're excited to become parents and start our family. We've picked his name: Luke William Walchli. I've always like the name Luke and I'm glad Chris liked it, too. We didn't argue back and forth about that. I wanted to use Christopher as a middle name, but Chris didn't like that. Then, we decided on William. Not only is it a family name on my side, but it also is for Chris (plus it's his middle name as well).

We're currently working on putting together our baby's room. We've picked the colors (light green and light blue), but not a "theme". I'm not sure if I will, which I think is alright. One of my sisters did tell me it's not as easy to buy things for the baby's room if you don't have a theme. I want to make my shopping easy. Finding things in a color, plus a theme would make things harder. I guess I will find out once I get out there and start buying things. I think my reasoning makes sense anyway and Chris doesn't seem to mind.

Be thankful your husband isn't into video games. Chris has bought himself a new game called "Rockband". He played it at a friends house and after that he had to have it. It comes with an actual size guitar (it's electronic so it doesn't have strings, but it does have a strum thing so feels like you're playing), a drum set with drumsticks, and a microphone. You hook all this stuff up to your gaming system and pop in the game, choose a song on a scale of easy, medium or hard, and play along. The game tells you when to play by it's streaming color codes. If you've ever seen the game dance dance revolution with the arrows, it's like that. The game rates how well you do and at the end of the song it will give you a percentage. You also can play with three people or pick an instrument and do it solo. What the actual object of the game is I have yet to discover, but I do know if you want to feel neglected buy this game for your husband. It's a good thing we don't have a baby or I'd be really mad. I may hide the game soon, though.

Christmas in the Northwest

Did I mention I was a slacker? I send out an email to everyone and their dog about my blog and how many weeks go by before I post again? Too many....I apologize.

This year Chris and I got an artificial tree and it was up and decorated before December 1st. That's the earliest I've ever had it up in my entire life. My family alway had a real tree and the tradition was to drive to the nearest tree farm, usually the 2nd weekend in December, to cut down a Christmas tree. My mom was always in search of the perfect tree. When she found one she liked, she'd leave one of us kids standing by it in hopes of finding something a little better. After she finally decided my dad would cut it down, tie it to the roof of the van, and we'd drive home to have hot chocolate. I haven't done that in many, many years. The last two years Chris and I have been married we've just gone to a lot and picked one out. Our first Christmas we lived in Bothell across the street from Home Depot we walked over and carried our tree home. It was pretty sweet. The reason we didn't do that this year is we think Chris is allergic. I know, we live in the "Evergreen State", but we don't have trees in our houses so the pine isn't as strong. Chris seemed to always have cold-like symptoms all through the holidays so I got to thinking it had to be the tree. I wanted a healthy husband this year so I gave in and we bought a "fake" tree. Surprisingly, I actually think it's really nice. And there hasn't been a sniffle or a cough from Chris so far. It looks like I was right!

Besides our tree, we do have our fireplace decorated. Our stockings aren't "hung by the chimney with care...", but I've sat them with care is just as good. Once Santa visits, they'll be too full to hang anyway so it works for us.

I always think, "Next year I'm going to be on top of all my shopping, card making, and baking", but it seems the holidays come to quickly and I'm never ready. I did get my cards out, but I haven't baked a thing, and my shopping hasn't hardly begun. I still have more than a week left so I still have some time.