Thursday, March 4, 2010

Bigger than a Balrog



2:54 am Tuesday morning: The battle rages on. Armed with a shoe box and body spray, I lunge.
Miss. Duck. Retreat. Advance. Spray.

11:32 pm Thursday night: Stand-off.
The laundry basket and art book still strategically sealing-off the garbage can.
I can hear a faint buzzing.

I despise hornets.
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5 comments:

  1. ldsjaneiteMarch 5, 2010 at 4:02 AM

    Ah! I'm still a bit afraid of them sine our encounter last summer. That was a really painful night at work.

    body spray, huh?

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  2. JessMarch 5, 2010 at 10:47 AM

    AAAAAAAAAAAH! SCARY!!

    Heidi, what happened at work? I don't think I heard this story!

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  3. Cheri KayMarch 5, 2010 at 11:56 AM

    I didn't hear this story either!

    Um, yeah--body spray. I don't use it often and I couldn't find any aerosol . . .

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  4. ldsjaneiteMarch 5, 2010 at 4:28 PM

    Perhaps I shall tell the story...next Thursday. :-)

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  5. JessMarch 5, 2010 at 8:57 PM

    Yes, please! ;)

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