September 02, 2004
What a week!
So, I came back down to Shel and Matt’s last Friday. I’m excited cuz I love their house and I love their doggie Jezebel
So I hop in the shower (after 2 hours of sleep), and go down to pick him up. World Traveler Jay Bartletti
I go to the neighbors house – he’s having a cookout with about 20 people, and has obviously already had a few beers – and he nonchalantly tells me that everyone around here has their own well, and that the well probably is dry and just wait it out. Huh? Ok, so I’m thinking wait a few hours. Nope, still no water. Call Shel and Matt, they said they’ve never had the well go dry. Long story short, we do without running water till Monday afternoon when someone finally came to repair the water pump – it had nothing to do with the well. You REALLY don’t want to run out of water. It sucks.
So, Sunday night, Jay and I pack a cute little picnic basket with a couple bottles of vino, and head down to Wolf Trap, an outdoor venue just about 20 minutes away, to see BB King. Great show. Much fun was had hanging out on the lawn eating cheese, gettin tipsy, shakin da booty.
After we got water on Monday, we took showers and then I took Jay home. Thinking that Jay was bad luck (sorry dude, you don’t deserve this, I just think it’s funny), I go to bed early thinking my troubles are over. So the next night I’m making myself dinner, and hear this really loud buzzing. Now, I REALLY don’t like bugs, especially really big ones, especially really big ones that fly, especially really big ones that fly that have stingers. So there’s this giant yellow-jacket buzzing my head in the kitchen. Jay, you should have seen MY bee dance. I got some RAID and prepared for battle. After about 20 minutes, I finally got the bastard. But I still heard buzzing. Oh shit, is their a hive somewhere???? There’s a second giant yellow-jacket, and a third much smaller that I manage to swat pretty easily on the floor. The other big one is on top of the kitchen cabinets, and although the buzzing eventually stopped, I have no idea whether he’s dead or not. SO, if you hear of a crazy woman running out of a house in Fairfax Station, VA all the way to her house in Newtown, PA, it was probably me, running from a hive full of yellow-jackets.
Shel and Matt, I love you guys. I love your house. I love your doggie. But I won’t be house sitting again, LOL.
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You are too funny Jeano. I totally understand about the bug thing, I would Freak Out!!! Love you, hope to see you soon.Zhipi () - September 02, 2004 at 11:55 am
Jean,This is a pretty cool idea. I especially like the pics idea. It’s good to pic out a good one or two. With digitals these days we are getting swamped with bad pics on sites that include all pictures, and doesn’t really tell a story, like you do here.
Bravo.
m.
Mike Peters () - October 26, 2004 at 09:37 am
