Just a reminder to all Bobos, dues can be paid annually at any time. This really shouldnâ€™t be a problem for you, even with the economic times as bad as they are. I am fully confident in our ability to be stupid, no matter how much money is involved.
In case youâ€™re wondering, I renewed my membership today.
So Iâ€™m outside working in the garden and hear some buzzing above the table we have setup for the kids to eat snacks and also where I had their towels (they were playing in the pool).
I looked up and saw a huge waspâ€™s nest in the holly tree directly above the table. So first I move the table and then I worry about the kids playing out there, so I go into Dad protector mode. I donâ€™t actually see any movement and itâ€™s later in the day, so I decide Iâ€™ll just chop off the branch its on and get rid of the whole thing.
The tree limb cutter didnâ€™t cut all the way through on the first try. So the branch kinda worbled and woke up the whole hive. Apparently it wasnâ€™t as late in the day as it should be.
So the buggers chased me across the yard and stung me three timesâ€¦ I was yelling like a girl, as the situation warranted. As you can see by my picture, the clippers are still hanging in the tree branch that they failed to cut.
When I got done whacking the ones on my shoulder and taking my shirt off, Alia asked me what happened. I said I was stung by a wasp. A: Whatâ€™s a wasp? Me: Itâ€™s kinda like a bee.
A: Oh, a bumblebee. You must smell like a flower.
So I called Jean, told her the whole story. Told her to buy some wasp spray. When she got home, I looked at the stuff – â€œHot Shotâ€, â€œWith a 27 foot streamâ€.
Woo Baby!! Iâ€™m taking full advantage of THAT.
I unloaded 1/2 of the can on the damn thing, and then another 1/4 from the other direction (once things settled down).
Now I have to wait 24 hours to take it away, as the wasps who werenâ€™t there will come back to the nest and get their comeuppance.