Ouchie!

During my entire childhood and all of my adult life, up to now of course, I have never been stung by a wasp/hornet. At this point I am not sure whether it was a wasp or hornet, and there is really no way I will ever know, since I rendered that nasty creature helpless and then tossed him to the wind.

I was at the fellowship building at the church preparing the tables for the Ladies Bible Fellowship, when I reached into my basket to pull out a few items. I had no idea the little guy was there and when he stung me, I just thought I was being poked by a wire (or something) from one of the apples I was using to display on the table.

You can imagine my surprise when the wasp/hornet landed on the table. I grabbed my finger and mustered up enough strength not to yell out a loud cry, I walked around the room telling myself it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. The truth of the matter is...it does hurt!

Minutes later, I found my finger swelling up. I tried to call Steve to get his advice, but he was still out taking a jog. I finally hurried home and my poppie was there to takecare of me. Steve made sure there was no stinger and then he had me ice my finger for ten minutes. My finger is still reeling in pain, I think more from the swelling though, than where the stinger went in.

Oh well, this just tops everything else that has been going on today.

A Day's Getaway

On Thursday, September 3rd, Steve and I decided to get away from Whidbey and go and see some of the countryside. Our morning started at 9:30am as we headed over to the Key Stone Ferry to catch a ride to Port Townsend. After we arrived on the other side, our first stop was a military surplus store (Steve is looking for a green ammo box). Our next destination was the Chimacum Cafe, which we were told, was a must stop. And believe me, in Steve's mind, lunch is a must.

After we filled up on some awesome chow, we got back in the car and headed for Poulsbo. If you have never been to Poulsbo, you must make time and go. The downtown area was so cute. The Norwegians settled the area and the town has kept to that theme. Sidewalks were lined with seating that had memorial plates on them and some portions of the walkway had stones with messages on them in honor of a special person or occasion. The weather was in the upper 70's and there was a warm light breeze coming off the water; the harbor was a delight to look at too. We visited many of the shops found along the way and then topped the day with an ice cream cone.


Our next destination was Port Orchard. Our goal was to stop in and surprise some friends of ours that we had met in Schaumburg, IL back in the early 90's. We found our way to their house in no time and surprised them. We just missed John and his eldest son, but we were able to visit with Kitty and her other four boys. We had such a wonderful time and hope to get up with them again before the year ends.

The drive along the way was absolutely beautiful. Steve and I are looking forward to going back and checking out the Rain Forest, Dungeness Spit and the Sea Stacks. I am hoping it will be real soon.