Just decided to hang out back since it's a TAD cooler tonight. I thought I was sooooo smart - to avoid the skeeters I put on a thin LS shirt and jeans....and flip flops since "I won't get bitten on top of my feet".
When hanging the second strap....WHAM! Something lit up my foot. I yelled "shucky-darn" (or it's first cousin) and went inside to find the stinger still in my foot, laughing at me.
Man, I haven't been stung in years as I tend to just leave the little guys alone and don't swat at them, etc. Not panicking always works....except when you surprise them in the dark Hurts more than I remembered.
I hope the neighbors forgive me for what I yelled within earshot of their kids!
Anyway - guess I'll get the straps down tomorrow.
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