revenge of the yellow jacket

I came home and was about to open the door when I noticed a yellow jacket on a small nest. I grabbed a stick and knocked its nest down. I couldn't have it that close to the door. I did not want to get stinged, if you know what I mean. I opened to door and went in.

The next day nothing happened. I opened the door and everything was okay.

On the third day I had my left hand occupied with bags from the grocery store so I reached in the mailbox to get the mail. Since my right hand had the keys I tried to tuck the mail under my neck before opening the door. I didn't even get that chance. As soon as I put the mail under my neck I repeatedly said, "something bit me.....something bit me!" Heather came behind me and I let the mail drop to the ground and started to check my neck. When I saw that stupid yellow jacket fly from under the mail. It had been waiting for me in the mailbox. So when I went in for the mail it claimed its revenge. How was I to know that this creature with a sting is smart? It stung and all I could think about was my neck possibly becoming swollen. What was I to do?

right before the paste

Heather immediately went into the kitchen and made a paste with the spices that she had known about before and put in on the sting. I asked her how she knew to do this and she told me that she came upon the recipe for just this particular situation. By the end of the evening my neck was no longer red but a tiny hole was still there. It did itch a little the next day but there wasn't any swelling or redness.

On the fourth day the yellow jacket began to replace the nest and here again is the fifth day. But don't worry revenge of the yellow Jacket isn't over. It has only just begun. Yes it was my first sting and I'm not going to lie I was really concerned. The yellow jacket did get its revenge but I wont let it just fly by.

Lesson learnd here? ......I learned nothing. Well maybe to always look for an avenged yellow jacket. Next time I take the nest down I'll be more ready for that sting.

meaning of their feathers

Sometimes people of different tribes get together and dance. They travel where mother earth needs them to go. This past weekend they came to the Dallas area, Carrolton city to be exact. Tribes from the state of Missouri and Oklahoma came to show us how they celebrate what God blesses us with here on earth. I admire how they keep their tradition strong. How they continue to speak the native tongue. I know that slowly it can disappear, but as long as the elders continue to teach the young, they can still keep it alive. For example, I speak Spanish but generations after me will not know the way of translation and it does bother me. I'd want people to never forget where they came from.

We got to see different types of dances and hear the music that follows the drum beat that makes you feel. Everything worn signifies something, from the color of the dress to the feathers on their heads. I've felt their cries and beats to their music.

On Sunday evenings we listen to 89.3 KNON. Listen to it at 6pm. see if it lets you feel the music. The sounds have often made my cry. It makes me wonder what it was like in that time. When ever the opportunity appears we go to the POW WOW. What is POW WOW, it's a gathering of North American Indians among friends to feast and celebrate by singing and dancing. They do invite you to eat with them. I want to witness in my time the way of the dance. To live it and hope that it won't disappear.

I'm not native, but I do get asked a lot. My fathers mother was a Mexican Indian who fell in love with a German who was orphaned at five years old. I take after my dads side of the family. Ironic when I think about it. The next POW WOW in the area is in September. I encourage you to give it a feel.

Remember the movie Finding Nemo? The movie is being dubbed in Navajo. That should be something interesting and wonderful for the Navajo people. That shows that where ever there is a voice there is a way of communication.

a brown cent #soworthit

How many couples have separate social medias? When I go through mine I don't always have my significant other near me, so when we finally share the things we see its like "did you see?" kind of answer. I saw a video about how valuable a penny is? She was looking at it without hearing it and I already saw it. She didn't want to click on it due to not wanting it to be loud. It's a really nice video that J C Penney made. It has feeling to it. If you have watched it, you will agree that it starts off rewarding, then they get really penny happy and start giving whole living areas. The one that got me in my feels was the one man that picked up the penny to find new appliances when he just had a fire in his home. So as she is going through the video I explain it to her. She doesn't want to get watery eyes like me so she keeps it on silent. We finish watching it together and we are about to leave when I turn around and see a penny on the floor. We've always picked up change because it is just something we do. I turn to tell her "speaking of pennies look what's on the floor?". She picks it up and shows it to me with a smile on her face and I realize it's my birth year. What a coincidence that it happened to be sitting there on the floor for us to find. Little things like this happen in our lives that just bring small moments of, ahhh.

1978

People throw pennies away. If they get change they don't keep them. One cent after one cent adds up. So what if its brown, if Abraham is on it, if five of them only give you a nickel. I bet you only notice that one time when you do need a penny, but because you don't have one, you end up breaking a dollar. Then guess what? You end up with more pennies

Would you pick it up next time? Maybe we'll pick it up and they lead us to a curtain with a big surprise.