Sunday, January 18, 2009

When the dog bites, when the bee stings...

I got a bee sting yesterday.

Bringing the trash cans back up to the side of the house.

Where, evidently, a nest of bees has taken up residence.

I did everything you're NOT supposed to do around bees.

I screamed. I jumped. I flailed my arms wildly. I ran like heck.

One particularly enterprising bee found my elbow and stung it. Hard. It throbbed for hours afterwards. Thankfully, I'm not allergic to bee stings, so I only had to deal with a little discomfort for awhile.

I really hope none of my neighbors saw me and got it on videotape, because if they did, they will win $10,000 from America's Funniest Home Videos.


Amber said...

Bees? What are bees doing hanging around in January? :-) The worst was when I took Bode hiking a few months ago and he was being MOOODY. I made him go anyway. Turns out a bee had stung his little hand; I felt so horrible!

You are too funny!

chelle said...

egads! I totally would have reacted the exact same way!

Hope the sting is out and the worst is over!

Susan said...

Oh no!! I hope it gets better soon.

Hey, when did you switch your blog address again? I was getting it on another one, so I haven't been getting your updates.

Hope you're well.

:-) Susan

Robin said...

Just glad you're not allergic to them!

Sheila @ Dr said...

Oh no... bet it hurt. I got my first wasp sting the other day. Hurt sooo bad.

Heather said...

Ouch! That is one of my irrational fears.

Mango Tango said...

Maybe the neighbors just thought you went pentecostal on em and were whoopin' and hollerin' in a spir'tual type way.

Probably not.


By the by, I see you have used the Newsies quote from my movie challenge in your headline thing-a-ma-bob. I approve.

I love you.

I had a delightful time with you and Kiddo (have we decided to take a break from "Lance"?) this weekend.

I'll most likely kill you in the morning.