Sweet morning surprise's...

Subtitled: The judgement of Aslan stikes again!

This morning, a hornet woke me up by stinging me on the wrist... It could have been worse becauseI didn’t automatically put the pain and my brain together, and I mistakenly thought I was having a blood clot of all horrors!(forgive me, I had just woken up.) And I knew that those were no fun, so I just sat up in by bed and looked at my arm vigilantly. But woe! Of course its six’o clock in the morning, so I can't see anything, and to add to the ruckus, the alarm clock goes off... But however friends and foes, I, Tash, luckily, am not prone to panic. And also fortunately for myself, I do not fear little insects such as spiders, bees, hornets, centipedes, or those little pinching bugs either. And it’s a very good thing because just a milly second later I see crawling across my pillow an overgrown hornet preparing for me to set my head back down on the pillow for another sweet surprise.

{One big bug: the picture was taken by my brave brother.}

Valiantly forgetting my pain for the moment, I said to the hornet, "my friend. Why, pray thou, dost you assail me in such an unflattering manner? Ya, thou make's me believe that thou art one of those who goes to and fro causing pain and suffering." And then I ceremonially took the pillow he/she (how can we know?) was perched on and threw it off the bed, to say it more accurately – I threw it off a triple bunk bed... And with evil and diabolic thoughts of joy, in that I had not gotten stung twice so far - I smashed the poor beastly.

As Gimli would say "Ladies and Gentlemen, you are reading the words of a murderer."