Me + Bees = not the bestest of friends.

Last night I totally pulled a spoiled little girl routine. Let me set the scene for you.

me. sitting on the couch. spending my evening on the phone with the ever so helpful mastercard man. he's being very gracious with me as I ask about every transaction I've spent in the last month {we're becoming good friends real quick as his ever growing knowledge of my spending habits is making me feel very connected to him}.

Here's how it went down:

Ever so helpful MC man: "May 7th $74.56 Cactus Club. May 8th $4.50 Starbucks. May 9th ..." {ok. does it really matter. I spent money}.
Me: "Yep. that sounds 'bout right. All me. Hey what about that...Wah! There's a bee in my house."
Ever so helpful MC man: "I'm sorry. What purchase are you referring to?"
Me: "No. There's a bee in my house. It's flying around. It's coming towar...ah. I have to go."
Ever so helpful MC man: "Alright. I'm not too sure I can help you with that."
Me: "I didn't think so. I have to go...ahh. It's coming towards meeeee..."

Next scene.
Me dashing up the stairs huffing and puffing while ever so helpful MC man remains confused.

Me: "I have to go. There's like a real bee {as opposed to a fake one? hindsight clarity now setting in} flying around my house and it's attacking me."
Ever so helpful MC man: "Alright. Is that everything thing? Have I been able to help yo..."
Me: "Yes. Tha. Bye. I'll call ba...." Click.

Conversation ends with not much dignity left. Fair enough though. I mean, I was being attacked after all. Ok. Not really. But the mere presence of a bee makes me feel like I'm on the brink of an impending attack.

My next phone call shows my embarrassing little girl antics.

Me: "Mom. Is Dad there? It's an emergency {again. hind sight clarity}."
Super Mom: "Oh dear. What is it? Dad's sleeping."
Me: "Mom. I need you. There's a bee. Like a real bee in my house and I'm sitting on my stairs shaking. Adam's at work and I can't move."
Super Mom: "I'll be there in 2 minutes."

Super Mom to the rescue. She walks in and kills my attacker in two minutes. Have I told you yet that she's the bestest. Here's Super Mom and her handsome love.

Sharalee Prang Photography

Lesson learnt today? I'm not entirely sure I should have an adult status. I also learnt that I'm not sure I know how human I am in comparison to an insect. Human capabilities epic fail.

xoxo