Now, where was I??

This Sunday should have been named super busy bee Sunday!

Our early day started with going to a five week, adult education class at church called "World Vision". It's all about what our world vision should be, what the prevailing world view is and how it has changed. There was so much information and the poor guy had to hurry through this Sunday presentation (so we could still get to Mass on time) as the projector was missing and he forgot some notes and had to go back home.

It's too easy to let the world creep into our lives and say that it's okay to be self-centered and uncaring and let bad things happen as long as we aren't directly impacted.

So , I give you John Donne's poem (by the way, apologies to Jackie for giving Earnest Hemingway credit here) :

For whom the bell tolls a poem (No man is an island) by John Donne


No man is an island,

Entire of itself.

Each is a piece of the continent,

A part of the main.

If a clod be washed away by the sea,

Europe is the less.

As well as if a promontory were.

As well as if a manner of thine own

Or of thine friend's were.

Each man's death diminishes me,

For I am involved in mankind.

Therefore, send not to know

For whom the bell tolls,

It tolls for thee.

After church, I then had to man (woman) the front table at church to help anyone interested in signing up for our International Day in the Fall. We had a couple (dressed, as they often are, in their countrys' attire) from Nigeria volunteer to help out with this wonderful project. So far, we have had about 40 people interested in representing or participating in this event. My committee is called the Cultural Committee, so we will meet with these people this Tuesday.

Next we went home to eat lunch and I had to prepare for the HOA meeting as I am now on the Board. There have been a lot of challenges with this too, as my position is secretary and that's a real HOOT (even the owls would hoot over that)! Having never been a secretary is one challenge, but the biggest one is working in Word itself. Now I love working in Excel with worksheets and all...happy as a clam there, but Word refuses to do what I want it to do, like put paragraphs where they should be or indent in only one spot. Word has a very stubborn mind of its own and makes me say bad things like 'rats' and 'puke' and even the big daddy of them all, 'puking crud". So generally, I just let Word have its way and try to be creative with where the words decide to go!

There was a general meeting following the Board meeting and I have learned a BIG lesson from all of this...NEVER go to one of these meetings without a cushion as the benches are like rocks there (bet you thought it was gonna be something philosophical and deep that I learned? Hard as I was fighting it, some of that seeped in too.)

By this time it was time to fix dinner and enjoy some time with Mikemal, so I didn't get to post yesterday, sniff, sniff.

Some very 'sweet' (but corny) jokes:

Q: Who is the bees favorite singer?

A: Sting!

Q: Who is the bees favorite pop group?

A: The bee gees!

Q: What do you get if you cross a bee with a skunk?

A: An animal that stinks and stings!

Q: What does a queen bee do when she burps?

A: Issues a royal pardon!

Q: How does a queen bee get around her hive?

A: She's throne!

Q: What does the bee Santa Claus say?

A: Ho hum hum!

Q: Why do bees hum?

A: Because they've forgotten the words!

Q: What kind of bees hum and drop things?

A: A fumble bee!

Q: What did the bee say to the flower?

A: Hello honey!

Q: What's a bees favorite flower?

A: A bee-gonia!

Okay, this section of jokes refuses (would NOT cut or copy and paste at all!) to move to the bottom (definitely a relative of Word here), so I will have another joke of two where they should be.

Each day, it is important to learn something new, so here is some new and (hopefully) helpful info:

"Bee Stings
All honeybee workers are potential stinging insects but usually sting only to defend their colony or themselves. To avoid stings, do not pass directly in front of a colony of bees. Instead, work from the side or back. If a flying honeybee comes near you, remain still or walk to a brushy area, building, or vehicle. Swatting at bees aggravates them .
If you are stung, remove the stinger immediately by scraping it with your fingernail or a knife.

Do not squeeze the stinger. This injects the full dose of venom into your skin. The scent of the poison often alarms and irritates additional bees, so either wash the wound site with a natural odor or apply a few puffs of smoke to mask the scent. Rubbing the wound only produces more itching and swelling.
Persons made ill by one or several stings ordinarily should not attempt to work with honeybees. Evidence of oversensitivity to bee stings includes a sharp change in the pulse rate, difficulty in respiration, loss of consciousness, and hives on various parts of the body. "

Where the jokes should be:

What is the clumsiest insect?

The Bumbling Bee.

What did the Bee say when he returned to the hive?

"Honey, I'm Home"

Q: How many surrealist painters does it take to change a light bulb?

A: A fish

2) Skeleton walks into a bar. "I'll have a beer and a mop."

A drunk stumbling down the street sees a nun in full habit. He rushes her and knocks her down. Standing over her, he yells, "Not so tough now, are you, Batman?"

~~~Lord, thank You for the blessing of being busy like bees and being cautious around them.