I used to be so nice. I was all about ignoring the wasps and the bees. I said "live and let live"...I told everyone that they wouldn't sting me because they knew that I planted a lot of flowers and they would leave me alone. If I did happen to get stung, it would hardly bother me...not so much anymore! Now I'm cranky and sore, it's all about ice and benadryl....what a drag.
Well...the party is officially over, for me...and for them. These little beasts have taken over the party barn! They're everywhere....and they're not very nice at all. Every time I go out there they dive-bomb me. As bad as I feel about this... desperate measures are called for.
Sorry Mr. MeanBug....it's party season and you're not paying the taxes on that barn...I am....consider yourself served with an eviction notice.