BZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!

F'n nature...

This weekend was my first opportunity to do some primping of the outside of my new place - mow the lawn, trim some hedges, etc. All the while I had some of my new neighbors walking by and saying hello, welcome to the area, etc, etc. It was very much like a scene from Leave it to Beaver.

So there I am, ready to start trimming some evergreens. The trimmer goes on, I trim a few branches, and what happens? about a hundred angry bees come flying out of the bush and swarm me. "Fuck!" I yelled. (At this point all of the neighbors probably rescinded their welcomes to me) It turns out I had about 12 or 13 stings from these angry little monsters - and all of the symptoms that go with it. A few anti-hystomines and a sandwich later, things were better. I still have the welts all over me this morning, but the pain is gone. Little fuckers.