Friday night, instead of working on the house, we had to deal with a little distraction. There was a rather large bee hive located between the rock siding and the external walls of the house. So, you can now add 'exterminator' to Jeremy's resume.
We had known about the hive, and had been doing our best to persuade the bees to leave. This evening, though, the bees were very stirred up, and were literally swarming along the front of the house. When we got there, we went ahead and made a trip up to Home Depot to get some insect killer and a couple bombs. After the trip to the 'armory', Jeremy and I headed back to the house to see what we could do about the bees. When I say 'we', I really mean Jay, I spent the majority of the evening laughing hysterically.
So there he was, preparing for battle. Yes, he was unsure what to expect, all he knew was he could hear the enemy. The air was thick with the buzzing with the sound of an unknown amount of bees. Jeremy didn't hesitate. No, instead he walked boldly forth to face the unknown. Cans of insect foggers stuffed into his pockets and the waist of his jeans. He grabbed the can of wasp & bee spray, and headed into the thick of enemy territory. Yes, he was vastly outnumbered, but that didn't detour him. For hours he fought (okay, maybe like 30 minutes), and against all odds he came out the victor.
Here's some comic relief for ya'll. =)
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