Anyone who knows me well knows that I am seriously afraid of bugs in general. I give off a tough vibe, but I am only tough with people, not insects. The worst ones are roaches, with spiders as a close second, and basically anything that is not a ladybug right after that. The thing I think most people don’t know is that I have never been stung by any wasp/bee/hornet, etc. As such, I am extremely afraid of those kinds of insects. With luck as it is, the apartment complex I live in is close to the woods and red hornets are plentiful here. Basically I am nervous all spring and summer.

This morning (3/28/15) the weather was beautiful and I went out to my bus intending to get a bunch of work done. But as you can probably tell by the beginning of this post, I had a little nature to contend with. And Halloween came in March. Hornets. HORNETS.

(this is a Google photo)

Damn hornets.

If I may be so indulgent as to repeat myself:

Damn hornets.

So then off we went to Lowes to get some hornet killing spray. We came home and Caroline in her infinite bravery and selflessness killed the hornets inside the bus for me because I am the biggest sissy in the world. By the time we got all the hornets killed I was in such a state that I called off any further work on the bus for the day. I wish I had more balls, but alas, I do not. So the bus saga is to be continued.