30 Weeks & Valentine's Day in Little Germany

Leavenworth, WA


Last weekend Sam and I headed to the other side of the mountains to visit Ben and Kim and to meet up with Ryan and Christie as well. What better way to spend a holiday of romance and love than with your BFFs?

We had to check out Ben and Kim's new place, and be shown a good time in what we so affectionately call "WeSnatchee". After a day o' fun there, we headed over to little Germany, aka: Leavenworth.

(Ben & Kim)

(Ryan & Christie - don't bother clicking their blog link. They never update it. Christie!! :P)

I remember this place being much larger when I went here as a kid. Maybe cuz I was much smaller. It essentially just consists of a couple streets and a whole bunch of shops that start to look the same after you go in 4 or 5. But, don't get me wrong. The little town showed us a really good time. Minus dinner.

We hit up a true Bavarian-style restaurant for dinner and were completely grossed out. NOT impressed by German food. Red cabbage, weinkraut, bratwurst, something-else-kraut, cold mushy potato slush, and slimy tasteless hot dog sausage didn't quite do it for us. Any of us. There were 8 of us and we all left feeling a little bit nauseous. (Clearly Ben feels nauseous... I don't know what else could explain that face).

To wash down the sausage-y, kraut-y nastiness, we hit up some gelato. Nothing like helping you forget about nasty food like... more food.

Good times in the gelato shop.


Wait. Can we look at that picture of Ryan and Christie again? Yeah, what is the weirdness in the background...


Why do I get the feeling I'm gonna see that girl's face on the back of a milk carton some day as someone who has been missing since the 80's? Apparently she haunts the gelato shop in Leavenworth. Totally normal.

Leavenworth Day 2 was spent giving the food a second chance and exploring what we didn't get to the first day. FYI: cold Bavarian-style pretzels have NOTHING on a delicious salty Auntie Anne's pretzel. Trust me. I know my pretzels.



Thanks Ben & Kim for having us and for all the good times this weekend. Until next time little Germany!!

30 Week Update

And then there were 10. TEN WEEKS LEFT. Gulp. Baby N. is now almost 16" long from head to toe and weighs around 3 pounds. From here on out he'll gain an average of 1/2 a pound a week, and he might triple in weight by the time he's born.

Please. No.

My mom had all 8-10 pound babies, but my money is on a 7 pounder. Please. (*crosses fingers*)


I felt great this week! Some of the day to day soreness associated with just walking around has actually gone away and the energy hasn't been sucked out of me. Yet. I hear that comes soon.

Sleeping has even gotten a little bit better, now that I've perfected the art of pregnancy sleeping by strategically surrounding myself by a barricade of 4-5 pillows. Pillows b/w the legs, under the belly, by the head, up against my back (to support the belly when I flip sides). Who needs husband-snuggling, anyway? Those sorts of shenanigans are what got us into this mess. This wonderful, wonderful, mess.

69 more days of this.

One more noteworthy item. I seemed to have found something that makes Baby N. jump. Apparently he is scared of the noise of my back popping. My lower back pops really loud and has ever since I was a midget. I can just flex my pelvis and it pops really loud in my tailbone. Well, Baby Boy's head must not be too far away from the fireworks because whenever the pop goes off, he totally JUMPS. Like, unmistakeably kicks and startles.

Anyone else remember something that made their bun in the oven freak out?