Friday, November 14, 2008

wasps are ruining my life

Today's wasp tally: somewhere around 10. I didn't count very well.

I called an extermination service because I will lose my entire mind if this doesn't stop. They're getting faster and more aggressive, and one of them dive-bombed me today and got in my hair and I had a grand mal seizure trying to get it out before I got stung. You know how I know they suck? Because when you swat one of them and it's in its death throes, its stinger just pokes and pokes and pokes until it dies, probably of exhaustion. Stupid wasps.

I went to the feed store this afternoon and the feed store dudes gave me some guff about how I've never brought them any goat cheese. I promised them some next spring, and one of the guys asked if goats don't make cheese in the winter, so I told him, "No, I don't make goat cheese in the winter." Because there are fun things to do on a gentleman's farm in the winter, but milking a goat is not one of them.


Amy said...

Ugh! Good luck ridding your life of those nasty creatures. And, way to go you on the homemade hamburger buns. Ambitious indeed! I hope you don't mind that I quoted you in my most recent post without even getting your permission. You said it so much better than I could have. I couldn't help myself.

Jill said...

Did you read the story in the friend about the Bee's and the Onion? Maybe you should tie an Onion around your neck to avoid getting stung. lol

Seriously though, what a nightmare!!!