03 May 2006


I got off this morning at 0800. I headed home to get some stuff done around the apartment before I headed over to the house. I can't believe I only have 19 days left before I have to be out of my apartment. Yikes! I haven't done anything, and the house is nowhere near ready.

I didn't even get to the house until 1100. I didn't want to get too dirty because I thought I had to work at 1700. I spread some grass seed and cleaned up some stuff in the garage. I put the sprinkler out in the yard...yep. That's about it.

My backyard is getting beautiful-there are tons of flowers. The only bad thing is that when you have flowers, you get BEES!!! I am absolutely terrified of bees. I have never been stung before, and I am convinced that I am allergic. I figure since I have asthma and other allergies, there is a really good chance that I'm allergic. Thank God I only live like a block away from the fire house :).

I was standing on the deck in the back when I heard a noise so loud is sounded like a 747 was flying right at me. It was a mutant bumble bee that I swear to God had to have been as big as a bird. Exaggeration, you ask? Maybe, but either way I don't like them one bit.

People always make fun of me because I run around like a chicken with my head cut off until the bee is out of sight. But, make note: everybody else that just plays it easy (that I know of) has been stung. I have been running for almost 20 years, and I have yet to get stung. I am definitely convinced, and I will continue to run until I am unable.

I stopped by the fire house to check my mail and I noticed that I wasn't on the schedule for tonight. So, instead, I am going back to the apartment to attempt to start packing. Or, rather, to find something to do so I have an excuse not to be at the house.


Blogger Stacey said...

My dad is exactly the same way when it comes to bees. A couple of years ago he was doing the "Oh MY GOD ITS A BEE" dance and my little brother who was like 4 at the time, puts his hands on his hips and goes "Daddy it's JUST a bee." And stomps on it. My dad turned beet red and I thought I was going to die laughing.

Blogger medic! said...

Funny stuff. It reminds me of the Clavin and Hobbes comic where Calvin swears the bee could be tracked on the Coast Gaurd's radar.


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