Nafarious Pesky Mean Spirited Wasps - October 08, 2009

Well some might say I have an illogical fear of wasps. This is an understatement. I am absolutely petrified in the most illogical way of wasps. Yes, I do understand that I many times larger than a wasp, that I could "swat" them away (if I didn't believe this would infuriate the wasp to the point of an evil revenge style attack on me) and that even if I got stung (like that sounds even remotely OK) that I would survive as I have no allergies to wasps. I understand all this in the logical portion of my brain, HOWEVER, this does not even have a connection to the emotional, freak-out part of my brain. So here I am, 27 years on this earth, still terrified like a little school girl of wasps (and they are actually probably less terrified than me, both the aforementioned school girl and the wasps.)

An example of my ongoing battle with the wasps was a few days ago. I got home and was talking to my roommate when I noticed this evil little creature buzzing at the window by where her son's highchair was. I just about fainted and had a big uhm ah, yeah, uhm you need to, (insert sound of ferocious, angry buzzing) ack!!!!! Kill the ....eeeeep .... wasp.

So being the brave soul that I am, I ran to the other side of the kitchen and tryed to get my mind to stop FREAKING out and think of a plan!! Meanwhile, my roommate who is also not really a large fan of the angry buggers, is also trying to remain calm while her 2yr old is 189% braver than either of us and is pointing at it "What's that??"

So we wheeled her 1yr old and his highchair to the other side of the kitchen, attempt to move the 2yr old to a location somewhat far from the wasp, though to be honest, he looked quite a bit more calm than both me and the roomie put together.

We then devised a contraption to hold the malevolent creature in it's place until we can figure out how to remove him from the premise's (do we ever think of wasps as she's? I sure don't for some reason, hmmm.)

This is what we came up with:

You can actually see him all vile and large and trying to sting the window in contempt of his newfound prison!!

We then slipped a very thing cutting board under the contraption and hucked the device and it's vile prisoner outside and ran with a vengeance to the inside and proceeded to drink copious amounts of red wine!!!

PS What is the with the Wasp Woman at the top of the post? A Beautiful Woman by day, a Lusting Queen wasp by night? WTF!!! RIGHT?