I thought that going to my mom's house would help me to escape my bug trauma. I am aware that there are bugs everywhere, but I just needed a break from MY bugs. So, we drive over to Mom's house...and are hanging out with the aunties and Cam. I had run by Food Lion before going to mom's to pick up stuff for dinner, and bought myself a Diet Dr. Pepper, which I LOVE. I pour a big glass and go out on the porch with Merrick and everyone else. Abby is tanning, Luke is mowing, Cam is irritating, ;)...nothing out of the ordinary. I was walking down the porch when it got me.
Minding my OWN business I tell you, and a wasp with very bad directions runs into
MY shoulder and stings me. Like I had anything to do with it? :) I scream, spill my soda all over the porch*sniff, sniff*, and run inside like a big baby. *I thought the wasp was IN my shirt, and actually had the precense of mind, for once when it comes to bugs, NOT to fling off my clothes in front of everyone.* Ugh...today is not my day. Then Cameron found this...


I wouldn't ordinarily photograph bugs, but he insisted. I was too creeped out to take anything good. *I SO want a macro lens! :)* Billy has been getting updates about my trauma today, and I am sure he thinks I've officially lost it. *I might have. After all I
did threaten hysterically to move out this morning when I found my little friend on my pillow ;)* He sent me a picture of what he called "wife bait", to try to keep me from changing addresses. It
JUST might work...

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