Thirty- seven minutes before midnight and here I am on the computer. In the bedroom, not computer central in the den because there are two grand kids sleeping in the den. WHAT A DAY ! Day before Easter so things are in full "I'm sooooooooooo Escited" mode. Today we colored Easter Eggs, decorated paper Easter egg shapes to hang ALL over the house, Kaelin decorated one of my beach hats to turn it into a most exquisite Easter bonnet, and Finn decorated the house with stickers, (that I will be pealing off walls and furniture for months to come.) All this done after attending the worlds best Easter Egg Hunt just down the road from us. WE went to Living Oaks Ministry last year for the 16th annual Egg Hunt and it was so good we were there again this year for #17. I drove half way to Pompano and met Kent and Smith at 10 this morning, scooped up Smith and suitcase and drove back up just in time for the beginning of the Easter festivity at Living Oaks. (Swung by to pick up Keri, Kaelin and Finn.)
Spent nearly 2 hours at the Easter Egg Hunt with bounce houses and snow cones and opening all the eggs the kids had collected.
It was a busy busy day ! WE walked up to the community pool for a swim in the late afternoon because we are all concerned about being out in our back yard with all the bees swarming around.
Oh Yea, THE BEES . . . I forgot to tell you about the bees.
It's all Kyle's fault that I had 6 or 7 THOUSAND bees making a hive in my back yard. (Don't get upset Kyle, it really isn't your fault!)
Back in February when Ger died and all the family was here, we discovered we were out of propane gas for the bar-b-que. Kyle was super helpful in going somewhere with our empty tank and returning with a full tank. ONE PROBLEM! . . . The new tank connector was different from the one on the old tank so we could not hook up the gas. "Oh well, no biggie, we'll get to it some other time." NOT !
Steve researched the connection this time when he and Keri are down and discovered that there are indeed, two types of connectors. He has attempted several times to track down some sort of converter so we can use the tank we have but has had ZERO luck. So no grilling has been going on here for quite some time. Much to the delight of a colony of honey bees who decided the unused grill was the PERFECT spot to call home.
Steve went out to check the tank connection the other day and observed the grill vibrating and making a very distinct buzzing sound. He very cautiously lifted the cover an inch and realized that the entire inside space of the grill was FILLED with bees. THOUSANDS of bees building a hive inside my gas grill!
I am all for the plight of the honey bee but it's like having a half way house move into your neighborhood, I think they're a great idea as long as they're not living next door to ME !
We made several phone calls to see what we could do about the bees. First call quoted me a price of $400 to come and kill the bees. WHAT ????? I can buy a $4 can of Raid and do it my self. It got sillier and sillier from there. Then Keri discovered a web site for bee keepers who would come and remove the bees and relocate them to a bee farm where they could live happily ever after. All this for only $150 !
THE BEE MAN arrived at 6 tonight and as Keri, Steve, Kaelin, Finn, Smith and I all stood INSIDE the house with our noses pressed to the sliding glass door the man proceeded to "vacuum" the bees out of the bar-b-que and into a wooden box with a glass top. The bees were all over the inside of the grill, I have never seen anything like it. Once they were all sucked into their travel box we got to see the beginning of their honey comb. It was only about six inches by four inches big and maybe an inch thick. The bee man said it was a very new hive and it was good we found it as soon as we did.
The kids and adults were fascinated by the whole process and then being able to go out and really see the bees in the box was the topping on the cake. All this took about an hour and as we waved a not so fond farewell to the bees we were all thinking how lucky Steve was that we didn't have the right tank hooked up. I don't think the bees would have cared for Steve setting fire to their home.
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