My dad is a beekeeper, has been my entire life and I’d planned for a while to write a post about bees and honey and the extraction process etc. Aaaand then I got stung a couple weeks ago when walking about outside without shoes on. How dare those bees be enjoying the clover when I want to be enjoying the sun!? Then because apparently I don’t learn, I got stung AGAIN on Sunday and I decided I wasn’t such a fan of those furry little bugs so instead I just want to whine about bee stings.
I discovered last year that I’m a bit allergic so my foot looks and feels like a slab of meat! I’m sporting the best cankle I’ve seen in my life and hobbling around everywhere. Booooo.
|That is some impressive swelling, right?|
I’ll get to the more interesting bee post another day