Perils of Gardening

Well, as much as we may love our garden/yard sometimes it doesn't love us back. We (Kiddo and Me) went out to water the veggies today. I noticed that my biggest Black Krim tomato plant had fallen *ACK*. So, we grabbed the twine and knife and started to doctor her up. I reached around our fence to attach the string and guess what I found?? A hornets nest. Guess what stung me?? A hornet. Several came bounding out to defend hearth and home. I yelled at the kid, and fled frantically, flailing at the hornet stuck to my arm. Half of my left forearm is now the color of ohhhhhh, a Brandy Wine tomato and angry...very angry. The Kid doctored me up and off we went to finish watering because "gardening ain't for wimps". Or as the Kid said gardening is for "hardcore women and quick thinkers". (Cuz she rocks!)

So, we got all the veggies watered and proceeded to perk up some petunias. When I look back at our garage door and what do I see? A garden snake...at the TOP of our garage door where the door meets the wall. Snake..chillin. Up high. In my garage crack. Starring at us. So, since she ain't no wimp, is a hardcore women, and a quick thinker, the Kid grabs the broom to get the snake down. Unfortunately, the snake is perhaps a quicker thinker and slithered right back into the garage. Up high. OMG! Darn. So, now we have a snake in our garage, because of course we couldn't find it when we went into the garage.

This is a clear case of our yard NOT loving us today. In fact, it may down right despise us.
By the way, the garage is where I do the laundry. Where a snake is roaming free as I type. Maybe I'll make the Kid do the laundry, she is much more fearless than I.