A few days ago, I had the Christmas boxes brought out and placed on the back patio.
Today, I brought them into the laundry room and the girls and I decorated the house.
It was wonderful to pull out all the decorations that we have had for years and years.
Like old friends that have returned for a visit and are signaling the beginning of the Christmas season.
And the whole thing had us singing Christmas carols in no time!
Then I went back to the laundry room to start a load of laundry.
I leaned over and slid a pile of boxes over so I could get to the laundry basket.
I was totally taken by surprise when something moved quickly past my face!
I stood up and that something just as quickly hit my chest … and dropped into my shirt!!
The shirt with the neckline that is perfect for catching all things wanted and unwanted …
Just as quickly, I realized it was a hornet-looking-thing.
(I’m not very informed on all things bug related. At all. To say I am not a fan of bugs would be a gimonstrous understatement.)
I immediately began screaming and jerking at my shirt to get either the hornet or my shirt or both off of me!!
In all that jerking, I had flung it onto the door next to me!
I grabbed the broom and started whacking at that thing like crazy!!
(I may need to buy a new broom. It fell apart a little.)
The hornet kept flying and trying to come towards me and I kept whacking at it!
I realize this is not a great picture. And I can promise you, I will not go back to take another one. And, furthermore, I guarantee you, it will sit under the bug mug until Texas Guy gets home and rescues me from it.
After it was all over, and the heebie-jeebies subsided, I was reminded of a scene in the movie Under The Tuscan Sun.
Have you seen it?
Do you know what I’m talking about?
Well … here you go … enjoy ….
(You might want to watch this clip when children are not present and then decide if you’re ok with them seeing it.)