So. Let's see how long a blog can be. Will anyone read it though?

Time for a change. Don't know what this means for the future exactly.

Worked through the delightful pain today. Sharp jabby, any time I bend my back, pain but it wasn't too bad. Just like someone stabbing you in the spine, but only with a little knife. A little knife isn't so bad.

In the other news department. There is no new news.

Ummmm... So I'm going throw the pictures from my camera, 15minutes left on the transfer, to my PC. Ya, there are a lot of them. They go all the way back to when a friend of mine was pregnant. Her child is 2 now I believe. o.O


God Shuffled His Feet

So this song really got up in the faces of some people I knew in Manitoba. I like it. I'm listening to it right now. I'm not sure why they didn't like it. I didn't like being in Manitoba and the water made me sick all the time so I try not to think about it too much.

After seven days
He was quite tired so God said:
"Let there be a day
Just for picnics, with wine and bread"
He gathered up some people he had made
Created blankets and laid back in the shade

The people sipped their wine
And what with God there, they asked him questions
Like: do you have to eat
Or get your hair cut in heaven?
And if your eye got poked out in this life
Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?

God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him

So he said:"Once there was a boy
Who woke up with blue hair
To him it was a joy
Until he ran out into the warm air
He thought of how his friends would come to see;
And would they laugh, or had he got some strange disease?

God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him

The people sat waiting
Out on their blankets in the garden
But God said nothing
So someone asked him: "I beg your pardon:
I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke
Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?"

God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him


The Bee's are Coming!!!

I'm looking at some pictures of this swarm that poppped up in my friend Carmenie's backyard one day. The people in bee suits are friends of hers that were visiting and wanted to see it up close. I don't have a crazy zoom on my camera. I'm actually really close to them. I was even poking at the bees trying to find the queen.

I wanted to find her so I could stick her in a little cage with some workers and then plug the hole with some candy. Then you stick the queen in the hive and shake the bees in. Once they calm down bingo-bango you got yourself a bee hive.

On nice sunny days such as it was bee's are pretty darn amiable.

You can often pop their hive open, pull frames out and poke them even without smoke. Though it's usually still a good idea to toss on a veil at least. Nobody likes to get stung on the face.








BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!








Speaking of getting stung in the face. One time while extracting honey.




That's the exact machine I was using at the time by the way. I went into the small room where the boxes of frames waiting to be extracted were. There were only about 5 boxes left at the end of a very very long day of work. Work with Carmenie doing bee's sometime if you want to know what long hours are.

Anyways, 5 boxes left. I pick one up and I see a bunch of pissed off bees coming over the top of the box at me. I'm thinking, "ah hell, here we go". So I drop the box and start running the other way.

Well this pissed off a bunch of the hornets which were there stealing honey as well.

So here I am running like hell , trying my best to kill anything that's stinging me cause I knew there were some hornets (and they just keep stinging till they get bored or whatever). I finally get far enough away and the bees/hornets are all dead.

My head though. It feels a bit like it's on fire. My heart is beating so hard it feels like it's going to rip out of my chest. Mild problem with the breathing. Not anaphylactic shock bad. But still pretty damn bad.

So I try to tell Carmenie what happened. However, my head is on fire and she can't understand what I'm rambling about. So I hop in my car and do the 5 minute drive to my house in about 1.5 minutes. Run into the house mumble out an explanation of what happened and someone gives me the only antihistamine we have in the house. A 24hr claratin. I would have preferred something with a bit more kick.

So I'm sitting there waiting for this thing to kick in. Someone, I don't even remember who, was pulling stingers out of my face. Later on I got even more when I shaved. Suddenly Carmenie comes flying up the driveway. She finally figured out what had happened. Lol. She found the last box of honey I had picked up and it had a bunch of brood in it that the bees were protecting.

Anyhoo, that's my story of how I got stung the second worst I ever got stung. The worst stinging I ever suffered is a story I save for real life conversations. :) lol

Lessons Learned

Before I met Carmenie I spent a crazy amount of time on the internet/computer. I didn't do much else. In order to spend time with her, she worked 16hrs a day mostly, I had to get off my ass and work with her.

Thus began my about 2 years of non stop working. I would work all day. Come home, sometimes eat. Then go and work with Carmenie until midnight or later depending on what we were doing. There's always something to do with the bees.

On the weekends I'd wake up and go work with her usually until the late hours of Sunday. I loved it. It was the best thing I had done in years and years. I felt great most of the time too. Ah good times.

The thing I learned is. I like doing hard work or working hard. Also, I learned I tend to adapt to my surroundings. When the going gets tough I'm the one walking 3 steps ahead of tough asking them what's taking so long. :) lol least once I get back in shape. o_o

Now I'm gonna stop typing for a bit sitting has become painful as the pain stuff has started to wear a bit.