Buzzzzz

So it’s apparently not enough that I’m feeling like death and my husband has a cold…my kitchen is now under siege by a swarm of bees. Yes bees. My sweet hubby tried to tell me this weeks ago when he came home from work and found two of them in the kitchen. I kinda gave him the brush off and chalked it up to us leaving the windows open on a beautiful fall day. But with the rain and chilly weather of late, we’ve had all the windows closed. Today when I got home (feeling like death as previously mentioned) I just wanted to have some tea and collapse…but the three GINORMOUS bees in the kitchen had other plans!! And of course, OF COURSE, Mr. CookiePie wasn’t here to do the dirty work. So I gathered my weapons. A bottle of water to, I don’t know, hydrate them maybe? A rolled up magazine for obvious reasons…and an entire box of tissue for umm…disposal. The first two were easy prey. But the third one had an unbelievable will to live!! He flew from the window to the cabinet…then up to the ceiling, all the while I’m jumping back, swatting wildly, and screaming. A standoff ensued with me waiting for him to move and him holding his ground. Finally, exhausted and ready to have my tea and go to bed, I launched an offensive. I proceeded to throw things at him until he budged. My plan worked when I hurled the water bottle (empty by now…standoffs make you thirsty) directly at the ceiling. He lost control and fell to the floor where he met his demise. One quick note…these were drone bees without the ability to sting. Had they been regular bees…the plan would have been drastically different and I would have retreated. I’m off to plan the next phase: NEST – seek and destroy (meaning of course to call the exterminator…well…actually, to make my husband call).