Since I know everyone loves picture books. I have a picture blog-a pictoblog if you will, to document my birthday.

There once was a girl named Gwenny. Gwenny went to the grocery store one day to get some food for a super sweet birthday bash of a party.

Gwenny was having a grand time perousing the cake mixes when she caught sight of her arch nemesis, Emilia checking how nutritous and delicious potato chips are-oh and they are quite because I say so.

Frantic to get her chips and get out, her T-Rex arms just weren't long enough and couldn't reach the always delish Doritos. Darn those genetic defects.

Along with having T-Rex arms, she also has short duck legs-yet another genetic defect-making it incredibly difficult to out-fight let alone out-run your foes. So she put her best defense mechanisms to work.

The Turtle move. It's a classic. Gets them every time.

*Phew!* That was a close call. The Turtle had worked!! The Evil Emilia hadn't seen Gwenny. She was soo out of the woods now. Or so she thought.

Emilia HAD indeed seen Gwenny and had waited to ambush her outside!! But Gwenny was ready for her and gave her the ole 1-2 combo right to the gipper. Gwenny worked those tiny little t-rex arms into shape, and those duck legs were burnin up the pavement. Good overcame evil once again. Gwenny is now ready to battle Madge and her evil Kabbalah empire.

The B-day Bash

Clinton-aka The Butcher

Garret-aka Canada

Make nice before blood.

A hair of assistance in the Socker Bopper department

And as Mills Lane would say: "Leeeeet's Get it on!"

The Butcher goes down first, but is merely tiring out the competition first. Those cows sure taught him the ways.

Just when wer thought the battle was over and declared Canada the winner, The Butcher hopped up and began to roll circles around unsuspecting Canada.

Emilia...ahem I mean Emily taking a birthday beating from the Birthday Girl.

After doling out a few beat downs, it turned out to be a pretty fabuloso day of the sumo birthday.