Night Time Frenebee

We opened all the windows in our house to let in the delicious spring breeze. After doing some yard work, we went inside to clean up. Rusty walked back to the bedroom and realized that we did not make our bed that morning. He quickly pulled the sheet and comforter up and went on his way.

Later that night, Rusty crawled in bed as I finished brushing my teeth. I joined Rusty in our dark bedroom and crawled into bed next to him. We enjoyed our usual banter (Rusty: let me tickle you - Me: no) as we settled in. I noticed that my arm was stinging as I settled in and my brain was wondering why. I reached down to see if something was stuck in the sheets that might have poked me.

I felt something with my fingers. Something a bit fuzzy. Maybe with wings. And felt/heard a brief buzz.

Shudder.

I threw back the covers and jumped out of bed while saying, “I think a bee just stung me!”

Rusty was not buying it.

“No, really. It feels like a bee sting, and I think I felt the awful thing with my fingers,” I insisted.

I ran to the bathroom and turned on the light. I studied my arm as Rusty got out of bed to join me. He still was skeptical, wondering how a bee could be in our bed. Slowly it dawned on him that he was feeling a stinging sensation as well. At that point he reminded me that bees can’t sting twice, so it must be a wasp or something. Whatever, babe. They are all bees to me.

Rusty walked back to the bedroom and turned on the light. He studied the bed and shouted, “I see it!” Sure enough…there was a large wasp sitting on our bed. We often have bees (and yes, wasps) crawl in through the weep holes in our windows when we have them open. This wasp must have done that very thing and then decided to chill on our bed when Rusty covered it up with the sheet and comforter.

Rusty killed the wasp (my hero!) while I asked where he was stung. He told me he thought that he had a tag on his boxers that was irritating his skin…except those boxers were tagless. Ha! Yes, he was stung just below his waist…on his right cheek!

I may or may not be chuckling as I type. I’ll never tell.

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Other Frenebee Posts:
Flying Frenebee
Early Morning Frenebee
Neon Frenebee