OUCH! What The Hell Or The Joys Of Outdoors

08 Sep

One of my favorite things to do is to wait for the sun to go down and to slip into the jacuzzi with Jeff for a great winding down and a relaxing soak at the end of the day. Tonight was the end of a long Labor Day weekend. The weekend consisted of still dumping things from the garage, from my life, getting Jeff’s new office emptied and ready to be all his, and going to a great party in Malibu. Plus lots of wonderful movies, including Wayne Dyer’s “The Shift”.  I felt relaxed, and as I got out of the jacuzzi I felt all was good. Then I sat down to wipe off with the towel and WHAT THE HELL!  “ooooh! Oweeee! Owe!” I just kept repeating those words over and over realizing that I had sat down right on top of a dying bee. I’m sure it died happy knowing it got to sting for the last time. I don’t know what it is about being stung by a bee but it hurts for sure. We have a giant American Elm tree in our back yard and the branches reach out over most of the yard. We love that old tree and so do the bees that inhabit it with their home that has been there for the thirteen years we have lived here. In all that time we have never been stung…until now. So I guess one sting in thirteen years isn’t that bad.

As I lay on my bed repeating the word ow several times as my sweet husband put Calamine Lotion on my boo boo and then ice to get rid of the swelling, I blessed the bee and tried to turn it into a magic serum (in my mind) that would make me more powerful as I prepped for Team USA coming up in a couple of weeks.  I will turn this into a positive, I thought to myself.  After a while I was making jokes about it and actually fell asleep.  Funny I think I feel the power of the Bee working right now. I’ll let you know.

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