Bee's like me....and they are perverts.....rude!

So, after Shelly and I both got stung the first time, we decided that we would stay away from the compost pile..especially when we reeked of fresh lavander. When we filled our buckets we would wheel them down to the compost "area" and to leave them till later on when we had changed, or wait for Sue to empty them. This seemed very smart. Well Sue made a fire and had asked me to come down and help her throw the brush on it. No problemo. I told her that I was staying away off from the bees though...as we are Friends Off at this time. 

So I get down and I am about 30 feet from the bee hives. She is up on the compost like grabbing the dead brush and the bees are wizzing by her, no problem. So I am near the fire and tossing branches in for about 15 minutes. Well, all of the sudden a bee flies at me...and stings me !! Right on the side of my tit!! (Yes, I just used the word tit...get over it). Fackkkkkk....owwwwwwww. Wtf?? So I am trying to to freak out like a tardle so I did a quick walk up the hill away From the fire saying "I got stung again....again!) so,Sue comes after me and she is like "are you ok?". Well that's when it happened. My nightmare...... I could hear a bee....somewhere. Fuck. Its.....in......my......shirt! Ahhhhhhh, Jesus. So I am holding my shirt away from my body so it doesn't sting me and I am in total panic saying to Sue "it's going to sting me, it's going to sting me Sue!!" And she is all calm saying "just pull your shirt over your head Emily" and I'm like "NO, it's going to sting my face!!" Well this conversation went on for about 3 minutes...haha. So finally I just pulled it quick over my head and threw it on the ground in rage (haha, cuz that really proved anything). Sue smashes the bee and whew...no more bee stings. But owwww, the one on my tit (there's that word again..haha) tit just sounds funny.. My sting is hurting and I go in and google what to put on it because the last sting that I got on my ass was STILL swollen. It says toothpaste so fuck it let's put that on. So I go back out, toothpaste all over me and tell Shelly that I got stung again. Haha. She's like"really? 

So two things I learned:

1) bees love me

2) Sues bees are perverts

So we finished our work in the lavander listening to a podcast about duck billed palatapus...seriously.....look that I shit up! They are fascinating creatures!! They don't have nipples!wtf? 

That was the Thursday. Shelly and I spent the evening packing and getting ourselves ready for "town" the next day. Lol. We were planning on hitching into Queenstown, but Sue ended up getting us a ride from a neighbour. I felt like I was in elementary school again...standing at the the end of the driveway with my backpack...waiting for my bus.

Ok....a.d.d....I will write more..promise!

Xo