“I’m gonna walk right up to the nest, tap it to see if they’re there, and then I’m gonna figure out how to use this thing!”
That was my husband’s tongue-in-cheek, lovably sarcastic response to my needless remonstrances to be careful. We have a growing nest of nasty wasps hanging outside our door. Had, I should say, because Joshua did succeed in poisoning them with our wasp spray and destroying said nest, without any further damage to his person (they had already gotten him once – that’s how we knew they were there, and that they were protective and nasty).
with this ring 