I'm allergic and carry a bee sting kit with me. You may remember DebbieD and Wiz mentioning at the gtg last year I was running from the yellow jackets. LOL Anyway, for me it is massive swelling to the point it looks like my skin may burst and it can. No hyperventilating except when I see one. lol The doc said I am between a person who swells excessively and dies. Thanks doc! That explains why I freak out when I see one.

I wasn't aware that Carpenter bees and Bumble Bees could sting. We have carpenter bees here (they've bored holes in the eaves of the garage). They dive bomb us when we dare to venture into their "territory" but they've never stung us.

Funny story.....we used to have carpenter bees at the old house. They loved our wood privacy fence around the pool. Made big holes in it and guarded it like it was their own! Whenever DH would go out to clean or put chemicals in the pool he'd take a whiffle ball bat with him (those little plastic bats that kids play with) and smack those carpenter bees into high heaven! It was so funny to watch (from the bedroom window). He'd be out there jumping around, swinging that stupid bat for all it was worth, sending bees sailing all over the place. Mostly into the pool, though, so he got to dip them out! It was hysterical to watch because he was such a big, tall guy. That little bat looked like a spoon in his hands!

I have a phobia like fear of bees/wasps, especially yellow jackets, because they are so aggresive and will keep stinging you until one of you is dead.

Well, I won that round, Sal. I was at the post office when he stung me. I killed him, then Deanna killed him again. That'll teach him.

Maybe now you'll be cured of your MS. Ya think?

Nah...that's honey bee stings, Bets..

Actually a yellow jacket is considered to be of the wasp family. I don't care, I hate them all.

I remember once when my son was about fourteen or so, there was a bee flying around in the house, and I was hollering "A bee! A bee! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!" My son calmly starts telling me, "Actually it isn't a bee. It's actually a wasp. It's not a hornet, because they...."

By this time I was ready to flatten him AND the bee. "I don't need an entymology lesson," I hissed at him. "Just kill it!"

They're all bees to me.

Plus if my husband tells me one more time that if we didn't have the bees, we wouldn't have food to eat, I'm gonna flatten him, too.

Well then, I guess I can blame my excess weight on bees, too! Two reasons to hate them!!

I am allergic to stings and carry an epi pen. However, fat lot of good that will do me if I don’t see the little blighter and he stings me in one of the many “dead zones” created by my neurological injury.

In fact, my husband has to check me over every night for burns, splinters, bites, etc…. Surprisingly, that’s a whole lot less erotic than it might sound to the uninitiated. On the positive side, I no longer have to shell out for Novocain at the dentist and I’m saving a fortune on oven mitts.