Watching this guy never ceases to make me feel better, LOL. (Um, warning, graphic animated cartoon).
I made strawberry jam a couple of days ago and it didn't set. I emailed my mom, and she told me why AND how to fix it. So, I may tackle that this weekend. Or I may not. But, I will do it before blueberry season, which is SOON considering DD, DH and I all went out back and picked and ate blueberries to our hearts content yesterday. MMMMM....
Hey, guess what I grew in my garden?? A YELLOW-JACKETS NEST! Oh. Yay.
Yep, yesterday I was weeding on the edge of the garden and where the lawn ends, there's a drop of about 3-4" that's a dirt wall of sorts. I was yanking weeds when I saw a bee-type creature buzz between my hands and into the wall. Peculiar... but I kept weeding until another did it, and another.
I went and got my pitchfork, came back and jabbed it into the ground about six inches back from where I saw them fly in and then wiggled it. It buzzed. Loudly.
I backed away, then found DH and gave HIM the pitchfork and a bottle of wasp killer. Understand, I could have done this, just like I can change my own tire. But, why should I went I have a big, strong, capable man around? *G*
He jabbed the pitchfork in where I showed him, peeled back the lawn to expose an big, honking nest and then emptied the can into it and flopped the grass back into place. I may have him go check it this morning before he leaves to go boating... yanno, just in case.
Blech. And, yeah, I should have taken pictures (It would have made the telling much more interesting), but I didn't think about it until later.
DD took a picture of our latest butterfly, though (we released two yesterday -- she named them Lucy and Dew... this is Lucy):
She is clinging to the last pupa in the dill box. The pupa was NOT happy about it and wiggled until poor Lucy fell off and DD had to rescue her.
You Are a One Piece Swimsuit
You are a bit conservative and traditional.
And you are not at the beach to put your body on display!
You are a low maintenance person. You like to look good, but you're not vain.
Your taste tends to be sophisticated. You always opt for classy over trashy.
Yep. That's me: classy, not trashy.
I think I'll have that tattooed on my derriere.