It's That Time of Year Again. . .

That's right, Johnathan has to renew his beard waiver with BYU. This entails shaving for 3 days in a row and meeting with medical personnel who determine if he gets to sport his beard around campus.

Well, he passed the test and BYU will see this red beard for another year.

I have 3 weeks to go until my due date, and here's what I have to show for it. . .

Happy Birthday Johnathan!

Yesterday Johnathan turned 25 years old. We celebrated by grabbing a bite to eat, eating dessert, and opening some presents and a package sent from home.

Some Kind of Handsome

Johnathan is now the proud owner of a wool coat, and I think it's safe to say he looks fabulous. I felt it would be a crime against fashion to keep this photo away from the blogging world. . .

34 weeks

We have 6 weeks to go!

Pumpkins, Rain, and Carmel Apples

Last Saturday Johnathan and I decided to go to a pumpkin patch. We got ready, walked outside and, to our dismay, it started raining. . . hard. Eventhough the weather was not conducive to pumpkin picking, we made the venture to find a patch. We wanted to go to the same patch we went to last year. However, the road to that patch was closed so we had to look elsewhere. After a lot of driving and continuous rain, we found one called the Red Barn. We took a hay ride out to the patch which was fun. It was FREEZING and both Johnathan and I did not bring sufficiant layers (it also didn't help that I couldn't close my coat due to my bun in the oven). We got to the patch, picked our pumpkin and it started raining. So, everyone ran back on the hayride and we drove back. Now, we weren't only freezing, but we were wet. Not exactly the pumpkin picking experience we had in mind.

In order to remedy our wet, cold day, Johnathan and I went home and made hot chocolate and carmel apples. It sure did make us feel better. Embraing Fall and all its goodness, Johnathan created a lovely spread of things to document our day.

A Pain in the Neck. . . Literally

Poor Johnathan woke up Sunday morning and could not move his neck. About a year ago he hurt his neck in karate and it hasn't been the same since. This morning we went to the doctor and he said Johnathan has torticolis, a major neck strain. He's loaded with muscle relaxers and pain medication and looks like this:

Let's just say the drive down to AZ on Thursday will be very interesting. . .

I have been with child for 27 weeks and thought I would document my pregnancy with a picture. So here it is, Alex as a pregnant woman.

A+ Student

Johnathan just took his first anatomy test and received a 92%! Congratulations on your academic achievement. This is how he feels about his test score:

The Dog Whisperer. . . Option or Obsession?

In Johnathan's case, I would say obsession. The National Geographic channel is home to television program, "The Dog Whisperer." For those of you who aren't familiar with the program, I will enlighten you. Dog trainer, Cesar Millan, visits people's homes who are in need of dog rehabilitation. It's actually really cool to watch because Cesar works wonders on training dogs to get along with other canines, barking problems, rehabilitating violent dogs, and so on. Johnathan discovered this show on Labor Day when the National Geographic hosted a day long marathon. I came home from work to find that Johnathan had spent 4 hours straight watching his new obsession. Since that day, he watches the show constantly and looks up information related to all things dogs and Cesar Millan on the internet. Here is a clip from the show for your viewing pleasure.

I'm With Child

Yes, it's true. Johnathan and I are pleased to announce that we are going to have a baby, a girl to be exact. I'm 22 weeks along and due January 1st. We're very excited to welcome a 3rd Kingsley to the home. I've included pictures of our ultrasound that we had last week. Enjoy!

It's A Girl!

Face

Legs

Arms

Feet

Weary Travelers

A couple weeks ago Johnathan and I made a 14 hour journey to Mount Vernon, WA. Although the trip was long and tiresome, we finally made it to the evergreen state. While there, we visited the Tulip Festival and experienced a plethora of magical colors.

In addition to the tulips, we also made a trip to Seattle. While in the big city, we visited Pikes Fish Market, watched some street performers, checked out the space needle, and painted the town red.

You're About to Forget the Whole Thing. . .

. . . Then all at once, it's Spring! I hope that everyone had a fabulous first day of Spring. In Seven Brides For Seven Brothers they celebrate Spring by climbing tress, holding animals, frolicking through fields, and sitting over meadows ( while singing mind you). Although I'm not doing

any of those things (not for a lack of wanting to), I am happy to report that the weather is getting warmer, all the snow is gone, and today I spotted green buds on a tree. Seeing green buds on the first day of Spring is rather romantic and put a lot of hope in my heart that the green scenery I love will be among us again soon. Welcome Spring and all the lovely things you bring with you!

Socializing is Inevitable

For those of you who know me well you know I am not a very social person. I mean can a girl help that she was born shy? However, my ward and calling is forcing me to not only socialize, but plan the socializing. It all began a couple weeks ago when my bishop asked if I would be willing to work on the enrichment committee. When one doesn't like organized fun the word entrichment brings up emotions of fear. After I calmed myself down, however, I eventually thought it wouldn't be too bad. Yesterday someone in the Relief Society asked me if I could come to her house to talk about the calling and pick up my folder. I went over and soon after our meeting started I realized, with some horror, that I was not only on the committee but was the leader. As we continued to talk I just tried to brush it off like it was previously known that I was the leader. As I began to think about it I was a little freaked out. I've never lead anything and I'm not very social. Now I need to lead people in the socializing. What to do, what to do. . .

P.S. Despite my fear, I am glad for the opportunity. I am a woman now and should learn not fear socializing and organized fun.

How To Impress Your Man

When I was in high school my mother taught me how to make sunny side up eggs. As my mother was teaching me this skill, she told me it would really impress my husband someday. At the moment, I doubted making eggs would positively impact the man I love. I was, however, WRONG. A couple days ago I made myself some sunny side up eggs. Because several years had passed since my mother's advice on how to impress a man, I had forgotten all about it. I remembered it, however, as soon as I put my eggs down to eat and Johnathan, with the upmost excitement, said my eggs were a masterpiece. So, thanks mom for teaching me a way to impress my man. . . it sure worked. 

 

Johnathan even took a picture of my eggs. I f this doesn't prove he was impressed, I don't know what will.

What's In a Name. . .

Throughout my life, my name, Alexandra, has done me no harm and I have gotten through life not having any problems with it. However, other interpretations of the name would suggest otherwise. For example, there is a book, "Don't Name Your Baby," that basically goes through names and says what is wrong with them. Although many of them are mean, my name is just plain rude and personally insulting. The passage reads: "Alexandra- Cold as a chandelier and understated as a tiara on a drag queen. Names that reek diamonds and fur. Most girls with these names do not actually adopt them until they are post-menopausal and mean." OUCH! I mean this author had some personal vendetta against Alexandra's and assumed all were horrible. Now you may be thinking that this was a one time thing, that is where you be wrong. I just read a blog by Kristine Hipps that led me to a website that reveals the secrets of your name. Naturally, this page brought about my curiosity. I, however, read somewhat apprehensively due to my last encounter of my name's interpretation.  As I read I came upon this token of joy, " You are restrained in your passions. . . You have a tendency to be unfaithful." So basically this new interpretation revels that I am a bit "worldly" and may possibly cheat on my husband. First I'm trashy and mean and now I'm unfaithful. So, what's in my name? Nothing but terrible things. Luckily, however, I don't live up to any of my name's expectations. But you never know, these attributes may not might show up until I am "post menopausal and mean."

I mean, what's a girl to do?

Feeling sick in the winter time

The weather here in Utah just happens to match the way I'm feeling. It is snowy, cold, and sloshy. although I don't feel snowy or sloshy, I do feel sick. I woke up this morning with a pretty bad soar throat. Being the trooper I am, I went to work and decided to stick it out. However, I arrived at work and felt awful and decided to go home early. Now I'm in my robe sitting on my couch watching Gilmore Girls and seriously considering calling in sick. 

A Blog About Nothing. . .

So I haven't posted a blog in a little while so I thought I should. The only problem is that I don't really have anything to write about. However, for the few people who do have an interest in mine and Johnathan's life, I didn't want to leave you hanging. Well, things here in Utah have been pretty much the same. Johnathan goes to school, does his homework, and shovels snow. Alex goes to work, reads books, and watches TV. Hoping all is well in everybody else's world, The Kingsleys in Utah.

PS. Sorry for the lame update but it's all I have.