Thankfully the day ended better than it started (sort of)!
When Dh came home we packed up the car to head over to his folks place to pick apples and visit. We were also going to drop off our tag-along bike for some friends of ours, and the boys brought their pellet guns to plunk at chipmunks or whatever. We get to our friends house and chit chat for a bit, drop off the bike, and head on our way. Arriving at my in-laws, we head out to pick apples..... and of course get sidetracked by the ducks. They needed their 'pond' re-filled. Finish doing that and I remember that I need pillbugs for the UW, so my MIL grabs a clean sour cream container and we head over to the compost pile and dig up about 30 of the little buggars. Time to pick apples. We have our own apple picker with an extension handle (very sweet) to get those beauties at the top of the tree. So the girls, youngest DS and I are dealing with the apples when suddenly my oldest DH starts yelling OW and pulling down her pants! The rest of us are asking her what the heck is she doing? She runs off saying she was stung by a bee. I start looking for yellow jackets around the area she was standing and see nothing. None of the rest of us have been stung or see any kind of bee nest so we keep picking apples. Soon my DH and oldest DS show up trying to find the bee nest. Of course they find it, a big Bald Hornet nest in the apple tree right next to the one we were picking from. So what does my DH do? He pokes the nest with his gun. I have never seen 5 people run so fast in so many directions in my life....... and those wasps still managed to tag DH. We wait a few minutes and go back to picking apples. Meanwhile, DH and oldest DS find a huge paper wasp nest that needs to be dealt with. Of course with that nest getting disturbed, the poor dogs got the brunt from the bees...... Eventually I decided we had enough I let DH know he could take care of the bees. So youngest DD, DH and I are checking out the nest, and I decide I am going to throw some of the windfall apples at it...... and miss every throw (trying to throw through trees is difficult...). At this point my DD picks up a few, gets within 15 ft of the nest and pelts it with her third shot. I am outta there, I am not getting stung. Dh stands there watching the bees and has one fly right at his face, sting him in the forehead, and take off again...... Now it is war on the hornets...... and after dinner they were finally vanquished, with a little help from some bug spray, the pellet gun, and a lighter.
I am grateful DD is not allergic and neither is my DH, although, I do not think that he was stung too badly after looking at the palm sized bruise my DD has on her thigh from that one sting. I see the mark on DH's forehead, but find nothing on his back.....
So that was our evening. We had pork hocks with all the trimmings for dinner and had an apple pie chaser (the dessert not the drink).
First day of school tomorrow..... and back to Fox so I need to head to bed!
Night all!