So, I went into the kitchen (after I had cleaned it -- Hooray for me!) and found a bee on the faucet. Maybe, once upon a time, when I was single and living alone I would have gone after that bee and destroyed it. But now I have a husband to deal with scary stinging bugs. So I put a plastic bag over the faucet and trapped the bee so that Christian can kill it when he gets home.
I am tough when I need to be, but when I can have Christian be tough for me - I go with that.
Gold star for you for cleaning the kitchen :)
ReplyDeleteI am laughing out loud! All that Girl's Camp courage down the drain because of a man!!
ReplyDeleteYou're cracking me up Sonnet! Never in a million years would I have pictured you doing that. When the baby comes, you have to be brave again. Got it?!
ReplyDeleteI will have you know that the bee died in that bag before Christian even got home, so I think I get credit for killing it.
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