Yikes.

When DH and I first started dating, I was riding my motorcycle one day, flipped up my visor at a stoplight and a bee flew in underneath my sunglasses. I tried to get it out of there, and it did fly away, but not before it stung the corner of my eye.

For the next week, wherever I went with DH, people would see my swollen eye and give him the dirtiest looks!

Just this Saturday, a sweat bee landed on my water bottle to try to suck up a little Heed. Naturally when I wanted a swig, it stung the inside of my lip. Luckily it was only a sweat bee... although I suppose if it was something bigger, I might have noticed it before I tried to take a drink, too!