The Gall of this woman!

Hey Ladies (I know it's only chicks that check out blogs) this is a posting from Sid. Allow me to catch you up on our past few weeks. Melanie thought she was dying and went to the doctor 2 weeks ago with Avery on her hip complaining of heartburn. The doc in a box freaked out and sent her to the ER where she called me at work to let me know she was dying. After they admitted her she decided that Avery was hungry and she didn't like being at the depressing hospital and left. I left work when I realized she wasn't just faking being sick and got a call from the ER asking for her to please come back for tests. When we got there the dumb tards almost sent us home again until they decided to take her pulse. After finally running test that confirmed her denial of being a drug addict they began to worry. (Her heart rate was like 140) The next day they disposed of her Gallbladder through 4 little holes in her belly. So I cleaned and took care of my girls all by myself with some slight assistance from my mother and mother-in law. Thanks Grannies! I am happy to say she pulled through with nothing more than a new allergy to Trading table chicken strips.

In the coarse of this episode of Grey's Anatomy episode Avery spent a fun filled day at work with me. It was casual Friday so we let her just play on the forklift and answer the phones for me.
Oh yeah, the nurses in post op thought I was cute and made me a root beer float while Melanie hallucinated as a bad side effect to her dillaudin pain reliever.

Forget Lagoon who wants a forklift ride, eh?

I 'm surprised my mouse survived! She composed and sent a few interesting emails.

We tallied Avery at aprox. 2 1/2 board feet.

The smallest bunk in the whole place.

Fact: the truck behind her can legally haul 2,182 Averys

She has the belly for the job! Honestly she is the smartest truck driver I have met. Her vocabulary and social skills are far more advanced than the majority of drivers out there. She also has nearly double the average of teeth (8). She smells a lot better even though she had a messy diaper at the time. Her downside, not figuring out how to "go" in Gatorade bottles, beware of the trucker bomb.

A memo for the janitorial service

"knotty" girl

Mom at end of day making her clean and girly again.