On A Wascally Wasp Hunt

Back in the summer Mike took on the task of painting the trim on our house...preparing to later paint the entire house. He took off from work for three days and also worked the entire weekend on it. There was lots of caulking and scraping and such. It was over 100 degrees every day. Out of all of those days that he worked...he only got the front painted. And if you know our house - it's tiny.

He was on a wasp hunt the entire time!

We always have tons of wasp around our house. A few years ago one of our neighbors saw him outside trying to fight wasps and he let him in on a little secret.

To kill a wasp this is what you need.

A powerful water gun!

One of the boys (I don't remember which one) used to call it a sooker soaker (remember the super soaker's?)

You need a sooker soaker and a little dish washing detergent. Ivory liquid, Dawn...whatever you prefer.

Mix a little in the water of your sooker soaker...be sure and get it sudsy.

Now your on the wascally wasp hunt.

(You have to say that in the voice of Porky Pig)

But the key is...

To get them before they get you.
See photo Below.

He got gotten before they got getted.

On the lip.

It was nice, fat and luscious (despite all those gray hairs in that goatee)

Just perfect for kissing.

Those dern wasp tortured him the entire time!

He was up and down that ladder SO many times.

And because he was up and down the ladder so much his knee gave him fits. It was after this little painting vacation that he decided he had to have something done to the jacked up knee.

This is one of my favorite parts to my beloved!

I love me some Mikey legs.

Oh yeah!
This is where most of those varmints live.
Mike's chosen weapon of death.

This is a totally random post isn't it?

Oh well....enjoy.