Straight out of a Cartoon

Yesterday afternoon, Brandon sent me a text message that completely caught me off guard.


So later he came to my office on his way home to tell me the story and it goes something like this...

He was working out at one of the leases his company has close to town, cleaning it up and just working on routine maintenance. He was using a chain saw to cut down a mesquite bush that was right next to a couple of tanks. The tanks sit up on stilts to elevate them from the ground, and under those tanks were two "giant" hornets nests. Also under those tanks was a fairly large nest of those hornets that live in the ground.. I don't know what they're called.

Brandon is cutting away at this mesquite bush that is literally growing next to the tanks and would get in the way if they were to just let it grow. He gets one limb down and it falls slightly under the tanks. As he's starting to cut the next limb, one with an even bigger wasps nest (which he couldn't see), the ground hornets come at him, full-force and hit him in the side and back of the head. As he reached to pull them off, he felt something on his chest and noticed he had a ton of wasps on his shirt and shorts. He flung them off and took off running because the second wave of hornets, the ones with the "giant" nests could sense the stress in the air and were joining in the fight.

I imagine it looking something like this...

minus the Disney looking guy.. and adding some pasture with cactus.

He said he ran close to a quarter of a mile zig-zagging through the pasture, jumping anything in his path to get away. They finally dispersed and he had to make his way back to the chainsaw slowly because every once in a while, one would come fly a circle around him.

I didn't get an actual count of how many stings he had because the bulk of them were from the wasps and he wasn't kidding when he said they don't really do anything to him. They just disappeared to be little dots by the time I saw him. The hornet ones in his head were the only ones he said hurt, but he wasn't about to complain about them! ha! He did say, however that he pulled a lot of stingers out of his hat and shirt.. they had stung him, but they couldn't make it through the material to his skin.

My response was, "Well thank God you wear clothes to work or this would have been terrible!" good one, Kelly. He laughed at me and then we got up to leave.

Yesterday we were going to officially begin our house searching process by going to see a house with a realtor, but we pulled the plug at the last minute. We don't actually have a realtor for ourselves, but through information and advice from a friend, we decided not to have the same realtor that's listing the house show it to us. I know nothing about real estate and don't claim to, but something about trying to offer a lower price and it being more difficult to bargain down with the realtor that is going to see the profit no matter what and the fact that they want as much as they can get.. I don't know. But we are going to talk to a realtor that Brandon knows here in town that is from a different agency and we'll go from there!

Have a Happy Thursday!