There's a first time for everything, right? Yesterday I had a few firsts.
I got stung by a bee. Right on the soft tissue below my eye. I didn't even have time to try to "send him love" like they suggest in The Secret Life of Bees. He just ran into me and stung me. Twerp.
At least now I know I'm not allergic to bee stings. I just look like a battered woman.
Superman killed some flies in the kitchen. That's not the first time he's done that, just the first time he's used MY SPATULA to do it.
Seriously. My spatula.
He couldn't find the fly-swatter.