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23 July 2017 @ 01:24 am
Arrrrgh! Die die die!!!!  
>.< I have officially reached the end of my patience with being stung while bicycling. Today's event was a sudden, burning stab that hurt so much it made me yell! And then move off the bike path and start lifting away my jersey to make sure the little f*@ker wasn't still in there, waiting to get me again.

I had on a really lightweight sports bra, which was not thick enough to blunt the sting. Usually, there's a *stab* and I think, "Wait, did I just get stung?" Today, the little monster got me square on the boob— enough that afterward, I wondered if it hadn't made a preliminary sting first, before going for the big one. Third or fourth sting this year! Pass the insecticide, please— I'm ready to rid the world of yellow jackets, once and for all. :(

I got some follow-up information to the sewer event that happened a couple of weeks ago. The guy that came to replace the dead plants has worked for about three years at the company the county subcontracted for the sewer job. He said that those blown-in sleeve replacements work really well about 90-95% of the time, but when they don't, things turn very bad very quickly. It's either "Yay!" or it's "OMG, there goes the rest of the day." /o\

This explains why the worker that came to the door was SO despondent on his second visit, when the project suddenly was not going well. The plant guy said that people he's worked with have had heart attacks from the stress. Yikes.

I'm working on this week's Idol story, and I really need to do travel planning for August and for our son's orientation trip to UCLA. I hate that kind of logistical planning, I don't know why. This was one of the reasons I wanted to elope when we got married— I had NO desire to do wedding planning, even for a low-key event.

On a visit up to Portland last October, I discovered that my mother and both sisters share my pathological hatred of grocery shopping. I knew my mother didn't like any form of shopping, but I thought I was the only one of the kids who felt the same way. Going to the grocery store makes me feel like my soul is draining right out through my feet. Ughhhhh.

Peterpeterb on July 23rd, 2017 10:03 pm (UTC)
Bad scene :(

I got a wasp close to my jugular once, and best part rode into a hedge. Thankfully, the really sensitive bits of me are properly tucked away.

Maybe some kevlar inserts in your bra? :D
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on July 23rd, 2017 11:06 pm (UTC)
Whoa-- you're lucky it didn't hit the jugular! That would have metabolized awfully quickly. Still, going into the hedge must have been scary. :O

I will have to remember not to wear that bra for cycling. It can still get used for yard work.

I had another incident today up the index-finger part of my bike glove. I think this was a bee-- there was a splash of pollen, and it was hardly painful compared to yesterday's sting. But it looks as if I'm going to have to sew those fingerholes smaller on those gloves. Who knew they could be that "tempting"?
Peterpeterb on July 24th, 2017 06:44 pm (UTC)
It proper knocked me sick, I can tell you.

I'm wondering if stinging insects take a look at halfshellvenus and think "Now, there's a hot ticket!" :D
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on July 24th, 2017 07:17 pm (UTC)
Haha-- I would blame it on the auburn hair (and I've even been buzzed by a hummingbird over it), but that bike glove and the jersey are far enough away that it can't be the hair.

Switching to a non-white bike helmet with a visor has completely (*knock wood*) eliminated the problem of getting stung on the face, though, so that's a help. :O

passing_throughpassing_through on July 24th, 2017 12:36 am (UTC)
Yikes! That sounds terrible. I got stung by a wasp on my neck while cutting through my front yard to get to my car. I ducked under the tree and bam! instant pain. I used to be allergic when I was younger but now, not so much. Also, I don't get stung as much so that helps :)

Do you ride on a path with a lot of green growth around it? Is that why you're getting stung so much, because if so, I would totally give up that sport, lol.

I don't mind grocery shopping as long as it's not packed with people and the aisles resemble the freeways at rush hour. It's getting so hot here now that I'm either going to have to get up early on the weekend or go Friday after work when some of the heat has bled out of the day and it's not so busy. I took my mom today and it was 100 degrees out, which made for a sweaty trip :/

Do you make "to do" lists? I'm a big believer in lists. Also, it feels good everytime something gets crossed off.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on July 24th, 2017 07:34 pm (UTC)
Ah, it's good that you're not still allergic. But darned if those insects aren't vicious!

The bike path where I ride is a wildlife area, so lots of open fields and some forested areas. Near the office, it's also a lot of open fields, but I get stung much more on the bike path. >.<

Grocery shopping when it's crowded is an even deeper level of hell, but I hate it in general. When I was single, I would sometimes shop on Monday night, just so the chore wouldn't contaminate my entire weekend.

I do make lists-- I wouldn't remember anything these days without them! Now, the things that are on the list for weeks or months before they get crossed off... best not to speak of it. :O
cindytsuki_no_bara on July 24th, 2017 04:10 am (UTC)
getting stung sucks, but getting stung a lot must make you wonder if mother nature has it in for you. and on the boob, too! are you just particularly tasty to flying things with stingers?

good luck with all the planning! it's not my favorite thing either. i don't mind grocery shopping, tho.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Cyclinghalfshellvenus on July 24th, 2017 07:39 pm (UTC)
Apart from the fact that I log a fair number of miles (about 80-100 per week) and I bike outdoors in nature, I can't think why this is happening.

Most of these now are bees or yellow jackets flying down the front of my t-shirt or jersey. As soon as the wind pushes the fabric against them, they sting. Bees, because they panic. Yellow jackets, probably because they CAN and because being pressed on pisses them off. Though, what doesn't? Now, the ones sneaking inside my glove (that happened again yesterday!!!) or randomly landing on my bike shorts and freaking out... I have no answer for that.

I think really hating grocery shopping is probably not common, which was why I was surprised to find out that my sisters hate it too! Or as one of them put it, her kids would call and say, "Mommy, we're out of milk. You need to get some more," and she would think, "The grocery store? But I was just there last week."

Boy, do I know that feeling. Thank goodness HalfshellHusband buys the groceries. I took the laundry chore instead, because he hates THAT.