Does this picture really need explainin’? I thought not. Here’s what you really need to know: Not long after I took this shot, I found my bony butt dumped unceremoniously and without provocation on the floor. Apparently, if you get tagged to replace a wrestler and you refuse to go into the fight, that makes you fair game. After I managed to get up off the floor, I was pounced on by all four of them, and ended up flipping over the back of the couch. At least I landed on the cushion side, right? Sure wish someone had explained the rules of engagement to me, though, LOL!

I probably would make the same decision, considering That One was trying to send me in after Country, who outweighs me by 40 pounds now. Of course, he outweighs me by a good deal more than that, and also has me by 11 inches height wise, so maybe not. But she’s meaner, so maybe so.

Also, I found the missing pictures from the 14-17th. I hid them from myself in a desktop folder clearly marked “HELIO PICTURES”. Next time I sit down to blog, we’ll talk about them, mmmkay? Kay!