That made me laugh out loud,
@DharmaGirl . I love 'em, too, I saw two yesterday and greeted them while I was walking, then they both hooked up and came flying recklessly right towards my head. I can't hang with the kamikaze-like sounds right next to my ears, so I came in the house, did a few more chores, washed my hair, changed clothes, and went on about my business.
Last night around midnight, I changed back into the same shirt I had on when I was exploring outside, then leaned back in my chair and heard the weirdest noise, almost thought I'd been punked with a whoopie cushion for a minute, but it wasn't quite that dramatic/loud of a sound. So I leaned back a little further, heard the sound again, and BOOM!, felt the sting. We're both fortunate to have survived the frantic disrobing that took place after that. Hahahaha!
Bumble-ina, as I like to lovingly call them, had been chillin' in my shirt all day and night, but was eventually safely released outside. I felt so bad thinking I might have hurt it. I still can't believe it hitched a ride for so long unnoticed while I was still wearing the shirt and doing all that moving around. Luckily, I'm not allergic to bees...just pain...and that element of surprise when unexpected painful shit happens. Always an adventure up in here, whether I want it to be or not. lol
