My Hero

A couple of weeks ago the kids and I were out by the barns when I accidentally disturbed a nest of hornets. I don't know how it happened, I'd been walking around the area for at least an hour, but I guess I took a wrong step. Several hornets started attacking me. Unfortunately, I wasn't wearing my usual mucky boots, but rather sandals. Thankfully, I did have on long pants. The hornets attacked the tops of my feet, my hands and my arms. They weren't able to get through my clothes. As I ran into the house the kids were brushing them off my back as I flicked them from my pants and shirt front. I was stung 7 or 8 times and the areas ended up getting quite swollen. The next day I was pretty sick and didn't feel well for 2 or 3 days. The swelling went down fairly quickly, but then the itching began!!! Trent was still out of the country, and I was very nervous about going out in search of the nest. It needed to be taken care of, I certainly didn't want the kids getting stung or myself again for that matter. We all avoided the area as much as possible, and everyone was fine.
Then, a week or so after the incident my sweetie finally came home (2 months feels like FOREVER!!!). He found those culprits that harmed his wife and suited up. Here it is the end of the summer (85 degrees and super humid), and he's putting on heavy pants, his thick army coat, boots and a hat. He armed himself with wasp killer and headed out for battle. The enemy is no longer a threat, thanks to MY Hero!
*insert picture of white knight in shining armor* ;)
It's good to have Trent home, thanks Honey