so my husband and I wanted some cookout...we hopped in the truck. Rolled the windows down and off we go.

All the sudden I hear this loud pop on the door and see something fly by me...I look in the floor and there crawls a little bumble be (the annoying carpenter bees that we were told was harmless when we were younger) I reach down, let it crawl up on my hand and let it go put the window.

There, problem solved right? Nope...

We pulled up to the sign to order. Husband orders his food, and says what do you want babe? I'm thinking. He asks again, and I'm struggling to see the sign so I put my foot in the floor board to push myself up and BAM! it hits me! There's another one of them little effers in the flor and it stings my middle toe! I started screaming. (Because holy $!+/ a sting hurts! And I'm highly illergic to poisinous bees)my husband looks over and is hollering what's wrong what's wrong!!! I scream and cry ohh my god it hurts!!! (Mind you, we're still at the intercom) the lady is saying sir...sir!?he looks over, and says "uhm, nevermind!" And pulls off towards the hospital and says call your mom!!!

So here I am, thinking all bees are evil, and I must be illergic to this one if I am others and terrified about our baby (I'm 17wks)...

I call my mom and she laughs..."brittany, your toe will swell...quit panicing, stop crying, bumble bees are not poisonous, they just hurt...just call your doctor"

Of course, the doc. Said the same thing as my mom...and I feel like a big baby. Lol

Moral of the story, you can't run from everything. We all take serious precautions to keep or precious little ones safe. But things happen, and we have no control over them. Thank goodness it wasn't a bee that I was highly illergic to!

...and I really hope the lady at cookout dosen't think my husband was strangling me because I couldn't think of what I wanted! Lmao