Last Monday, I thought I would do something nice for my husband and mow our grass. I was just going to do the back yard, but then decided, I would be SUPER nice and mow the front and the sides too.
I had not eaten yet. I was beginning to feel a little bit woozy after two hours, so I thought I might need to go in and refuel.
Now, when you mow grass, you have to be fashionable, for you never know who is going to see you. I had on my blue jean shorts, a longer flowing t-shirt and a wisp of hair down in front of my eye.....yeah, whatever, the shorts were from the day before, the t-shirt had stains on them and that stupid wisp of hair kept falling and would stay back.
As I headed inside, something popped my eye! A bee! Owwww! OmG! A bee just stung me in my eye!
I ran inside and called...my mommy!
Me: Mom? A bee just stung me in my eye. Since it is in close proximity to my brain, do I need to worry?
She came over later to check on me. My eye was fun. I didn't pass out. My eye didn't even swell shut for a cool story at work the next day.
Poor thing was only defending himself. He flew right into that wisp of hair and thought he was a goner.
See if I do a good deed anymore!
About Me
- Malia
- I am a mother of three, two boys and a girl, with a wonderful husband. I am hard-working, stressed and blessed. I find that I feel I need to fill some kind of void in my heart, but haven't found what the void is yet. I am a middle child and once I was married and had my own children, I began struggling with the middle child syndrome. I want to be the soccer mom and stepford wife, but can't find the money or resouces to do so. I love my extended family and am very close knit with each of them. My idols were my grandparents, now, just my grandmother. If I could be like one person, it would be her. I fear the day she leaves me. I still mourn the day he did. I am trying to find purpose and meaning in this life and trying to cherish every precious moment with my babies.
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