If you know me,
you know that Magoo is
"George Costanza" terrified
of wasps, hornets, bees, butterflies, dragonflies
or anything that flies directly at him.
City Boy, much?
When this occurs, it is one of our all time favorite things to laugh at.
Seriously, we laugh until we cry. Then we laugh some more.
He runs, swats, hurdles furniture and mows down small children
and pregnant ladies to evade the "stingin' bastards".
Yes, I was the pregnant lady and the kids he mowed/mows down are ours.
Not that anyone else is immune from this spectacle- they aren't.
So it was to my great surprise when after only a year of my nagging,
he got the power washer out and removed the SB's condos from under the porch.
I must be doing something right- it generally takes two years and
a skillet upside the head to get the man moving.
Anyway, he brought me these wasp nests.
In his own two hands and into our home.
Can you imagine?
I thought the man done lost his mind!
(here I go channeling Madea again- she's my hero)
I put them under the glass cloche as a reminder of his bravery.
And of this~
Here's George at his finest.
He's so Magoo.