Thursday, November 3, 2011
wherein i practice chemical warefare.
he was outside playing while i was in putting away the groceries.
he had already managed to get his gloves tangled up in some blackberry bushes so i was keeping a closer eye on him than usual.
i had just opened the front door when i heard him let out an earth-shattering scream.
i bolted outside to find him standing in front of a bee's nest, covered (literally, COVERED) in bees.
they were all over his little hat, on and inside his gloves and crawling all over his jacket.
i whipped his gloves and hat off and was carrying him inside when nate came dashing out, wondering what the hell was going on (he said he thought cash had lost a limb, he was screaming so much.)
cash is a toughie and stopped screaming hysterically fairly quickly but he got stung pretty good on his hands so i set him up on the couch with a movie and a bag of frozen peas.
and then i started plotting my revenge.
i've always had a fairly cavalier attitude towards bee's for some reason. they just don't frighten me. (i remember getting right up close to the bee hives in the blueberry fields to investigate. stupid, i tell you.)
i've known that the bee's had made a nest there but up until today they haven't been an issue.
so i started researching inventive ways to poison them with homemade remedies.
and i after a little google education, i came up with a little concoction of red pepper flakes, pepper, dish soap and warm water.
and thus began my 'chemical' assault.
this is another one of those times that i'm glad i don't have neighbors.
because the lady who screams, "DIE BITCHES, DIE!!" while holding a bowl of poison doesn't get invited to block parties.
i'm happy to report that it worked and killed dozens of them.
unfortunately, i think its going to take a couple rounds before i get them all.
which is fine.
cause those bastards are going DOWN.