Friday, August 21, 2009
went out on a 37mi bike ride today with the DH. Was coasting blissfully down a hill at about 25 mph and I got stung by a bee on the shoulder. He hit my face first, and then apparently "grabbed on" to my shoulder in panic. And then you know what bees do in moments of panic. I'm mad at him because my shoulder hurts like a mofo, but i mean, the little bugger died when he left half his butt in my shoulder. May he rest in peace.