About an hour into it. I hear screaming, Middle kid stung by a yellow jacket.
Dangit... So I get him in, give him pain killer, and allergy medicine, advise him to hold ice on the sting.
Asked him where he was when he got stung, he said "...by the house."
I get the insecticide sprayer... spray the WHOLE house, and surrounding ground.
NOPE! Kid's wrong... I get stung TWICE putting leaves in the ravine.
Sprayed the area... and two hours later? The yellow jackets still swirling around the area... mad... just...mad.
Gotta figure out how to get them before winter. May have to WAIT till winter. Dang. The humor of the whole situation is seeing my round Jew 300 lb keister float like a ballerina as I get stung, screaming expletives as I run from the yellow jackets, and the kids?
THREW ME UNDER A BUS! Ran inside as soon as I started screaming, and LOCKED... THE... DOOR!
I yelled to them "WHY DID YOU LOCK THE DOOR? YELLOW JACKETS DO NOT HAVE THUMBS!!!"
They just couldn't answer... (sigh) I know where I stand in the family food chain now.


"Not to worry, I got this !!! " "Stand your ground. Don't fire unless fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here." Captain John Parker

