I went 31 years without feeling the sting of a bee, until Saturday morning when a yellow jacket decided I needed an early morning wake up call. I hadn't even had my coffee yet when that little thing decided to unleash itself on my shoulder blade. And I had just had a massage the day before, all relaxed and whatnot, so it had to tense me right back up. I cannot believe how painful it was and how long the effect lasted (I'm still "sore" in the 3 spots). I no longer care if there is a shortage of bees, I will be swatting away, protecting my family from the little buggers.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Busy Little Bee
I went 31 years without feeling the sting of a bee, until Saturday morning when a yellow jacket decided I needed an early morning wake up call. I hadn't even had my coffee yet when that little thing decided to unleash itself on my shoulder blade. And I had just had a massage the day before, all relaxed and whatnot, so it had to tense me right back up. I cannot believe how painful it was and how long the effect lasted (I'm still "sore" in the 3 spots). I no longer care if there is a shortage of bees, I will be swatting away, protecting my family from the little buggers.
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Ouch. I'm sorry that happened. That doesn't look like the nice little bees that fly around the pumpkins. That thing looks evil.
I remember once when riding my motorcycle a hornet hitting my leather jacket on the arm and the little bugger then crawling down to my wrist and up the sleeve only to sting me at 70+ mph. And then there was the time atop a 32' extension ladder painting the peak of the house when a yellow jacket decided to land and sting...ouch and hold on!
Nasty little creatures...honey bees are tame in comparison.
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