It was a
beautiful weekend, so I decided to put on the gardening gloves and work out in the yard. As I was picking up a pile of debris, I was suddenly hit with a searing pain. You guessed it--bee stings. I had unwittingly disturbed a bee's nest in the dirt with my rake, and had a couple fly
inside my glove! Today I'm over the achy pain, but as I'm itching up a storm, I can count at least 6 different stings, all on my wrist and thumb of my left hand. All thanks to these guys:
On a brighter note, Happy 4th of July! Today happens to be my husband Dan's birthday. I always say he's my Yankee Doodle Danny.
love it!!! the collage of dad, not the bee stings
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