8.29.2008

Doug in Reverse

I was organizing baby's room, and found a little beanie. Michael didn't like it being on his head. He couldn't keep his hands off it. 



He's a rolly-polly boy, and is starting to crawl...backwards. He hasn't got the forward motion figured out yet.


video
So I totally uploaded the "wrong" video. I meant to upload a different one. I'll do it later. We're going to the docs. Bye

8.22.2008

Allen Don Hart



Today we attended the funeral for Richard's grandfather, Allen Don Hart. His mother's father. I have only met him once, at our open house in Enumclaw right after we were married. Also, today was the first time I have met some of Richard's uncles and cousins. So, needless to say, I felt a little out of place being involved with the 'family' gatherings during the funeral. But, overall, the funeral was very nice. I really enjoyed listening to stories about his life and learning about his character. And of course, everyone who attended only had nice things to say about him as well. It made me happy to be a part of his family.

8.20.2008

What is our world coming to?

I pulled this from a ward member's blog. It left me absolutely speechless! What do you think?


"So tonight we were filling out forms for an upcoming Speech Assessment and got a kick out of one of the questions:

2. What is your gender? (Normally you'd think there would only be 2 choices...oh no.)

a. Female
b. Male
c. Transgender (wait, it gets better)
d. Other (uhhh...what exactly does this mean?)
e. Unknown

Wow, and we wonder why kids are so messed up these days? Yikes!"

8.15.2008

6 months and pictures

Michael is 6 months old today! For his 1/2 birthday, he decided to start growing some teeth. You can see them through his gums, although no pictures to prove it. Here's a picture recap from little to 'big'.



Newborn!


One Month!


2 Months!


3 Months!


3 1/2 Months!



4 Months!


5 Months!




6 Months! And getting messy!

8.12.2008

baby

8.10.2008

Drunk Driver

Well, as many of you may not know, I got a job. I have been working at a nearby grocery store for about 1 month now. I'm there part time, they work around Richard's school schedule for me, and I don't have to work Sundays which is fabulous! It's also been really, really nice to get out of my apt and socialize with other people. I really wasn't getting out at all beforehand, and felt very unproductive. The store is close enough to my apartment, that I can walk there in 10 minutes easily. Gas-saver! Wahoo! 

Well, despite all the good things about this job, there are some unfortunate side effects as well. Yesterday, I was checking in checkstand 3. Right behind me, in checkstand 2, a customer was buying a large case of bottled beer. As he was lifting the case, to put it back into his cart, he dropped it sending glass flying, and beer splashing all over......me. I smelt retched. Absolutely disgusting! I went to the break room, grabbed lots of paper towels to dry me off somewhat, and then I clocked out and headed out the door. 

Not only am I rather distracted both by my wet pants, the nasty smell, and the event itself, but I just wanted to get home as fast as I could. And obviously, fast was too fast for the cop around the corner less than 1/2 a mile from home.  

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" I yelled, as I started pulling over, "How am I supposed to get out of this one?!" 

"License and registration please." the stalky, police officer first asked, but he evidently smelt the beer very quickly because the "Have you been drinking tonight?" question popped out very quickly. 

"No. No sir, I haven't. I promise. I can explain." He asked me to step out of the car. I did.
He listened, as I proceeded to explain the situation to him, shaking and stuttering. "I'll take a breathalyzer test too, if you want me!" I showed him my apron, my name tag, the store's phone number in my cell, anything to prove my innocence! 

I'm sure he believed me. Would you? 

Cause, you shouldn't. I pretty much made that whole story up---except for the part about the guy spilling beer all over me, getting soaked, and smelling nasty. Yeah, it was pretty gross. 

The end.  


8.05.2008

Mosaic

Layla encouraged me to do this via her blog. It was very interesting.

Here's how it works:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd's mosaic maker. Choose 3 columns with 4 rows.
The Questions & (my answers):
1. What is your first name? Diana
2. What is your favorite food? Pizza
3. What high school did you go to? Timpanogos
4. What is your favorite color? Pink
5. Who is your celebrity crush? Jack Bauer
6. Favorite drink? Chocolate Milk
7. Dream vacation? Denmark
8. Favorite dessert? Chocolate
9. What you want to be when you grow up? Teacher
10. What do you love most in life? Baby
11. One Word to describe you. Grumpy
12. Your flickr name. (yahoo name) (kid version: favorite animal?) Bananasplit

Basically, as you enter your answer into the search box, a selection of pictures will show up. Choose the one that you like the best and enter the URL into the Mosaic maker. After you have all the questions answered, a mosaic will be created that is all about you. (sorta.) Sometimes the pictures were completely random and weird.

1. Villa Durazzo Pallavicini - Tempio di Diana, 2. Pizza night!, 3. A Photo a Day, Apr. 29, 2008., 4. Sunny Side Up, 5. Kiefer, 6. some comfort food with the mozzarella twins ^-^/, 7. Graveyard Tree, 8. One Chocolate Wedding Cake, 9. .good form., 10. daffodil, 11. Ack!, 12. banana special

8.04.2008

Dining Room

I just wanted to show you a picture of our "new and improved" dining room area. If you remember--this was the first picture I showed you on our blog. It was from when we first moved in as you can tell by the pile of boxes in the corner. We finally got rid of those a couple of months ago.

Later we bought a table and chairs off Craigslist, along with the High chair, and finally an area rug to keep the carpet clean(er) when baby begins eating.
I like our "new" room.

Looks much better, huh?