Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Ouch! That Hurt



What a beautiful day, the kind that makes you want to go outside an enjoy the cool air and the warm sun.



This is how it went... 


Minding my own business...


I was sitting outside in my cool yellow and brown striped lawn chair watching Sophia ride her pink trike and attempting to read a new book I bought last week, when I felt a knife pierce my arm! The pain that emitted from the stab was so intense, I had never experienced anything like it before.  As the burning sensation began to flood the area, my mind hadn't quite registered what had happened, and for a millisecond I sat there stunned, in a sort of frozen state.





The stinging sensation worsened and my mind finally registered with the fact that I had been injured.  I sprung to my feet like a jack-in-the-box and screamed grabbing my arm hoping the pressure would take the pain away.  Sophia ran to me with a look of terror on her face, wondering why her mommy was jumping around and screaming.  When I saw her frightened look, I immediately calmed down and realized that I better get control of myself so that she wouldn't be frightened.  

I looked at my arm expecting to see blood and a gashing hole, only to see a little pin-hole sized dot on my arm! 

What! Where's the blood, and the knife wound?

My arm began to swell and redden by the second, but it wasn't from a knife wound.  It was a bee! Not a lovely little honey bee. It was the mean kind of bee, the kind that is shaped similar to a triangle and flies in quick swift movements.  

I don't like mean bees!

Luckily for me I'm not allergic to bees, like my mom is.  My throat didn't swell shut and I didn't have to go to the hospital, but my darn arm hurt all day long!  I couldn't even type on the computer because where I was stung was right where my arm rests on the desk.  Poor me!



I was planning to post the most awesome sweet corn recipe in anticipation to our corn fest but I thought I would tell you of my traumatic day instead!




These flowers are a reminder of what lingers around them feasting on the pollen and buzzing around looking for the most colorful one of all, and my arm!

Beware of the bees!


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