Ah spring

After church today, I was a good girl and went to ward choir (because I've been skipping lately and felt guilty for not supporting). As we were singing, I felt something fall into my hair next to my ear. It felt like a piece of paper, and since the boy's row sits right behind us, and since I'm very used to the way boys act when they are in choirs, I assumed someone had been throwing something and it landed in my hair. So, I reach to pull it out, and instead, my fingers circle a wasp. Yes, a wasp landed in my hair, and it was super mad at the way I handled it. It flew off in a huff, I had a minor freak out, and all the choir was trying to figure out what happened. My thumb did hurt for a bit afterward, but a little cold water helped the finger to stop hurting.

All I can say is, who gets bit by a wasp in a chapel, in March?! Just special people like me.