{"id":240,"date":"2007-07-01T09:32:17","date_gmt":"2007-07-01T14:32:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=240"},"modified":"2007-07-01T09:32:17","modified_gmt":"2007-07-01T14:32:17","slug":"my-brush-with-death","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=240","title":{"rendered":"My Brush with Death"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">The pool is blue (finally not green) and the weather is hot (hello, it&#8217;s finally summer)&#8230; so this afternoon we had friends over to go for a swim.  Everyone tried to get me to go in&#8230; but I wasn&#8217;t buying it.  Kaitlyn was so cold I swear her lips were turning blue.  They tried to convince me the pool was \u0093refreshing\u0094&#8230; but I&#8217;m not stupid.  I could see them shivering and hear their teeth chattering.  <\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Instead of going in the water, I decided it would be safe enough to sit in one of our lounge chairs and lounge with a glass of wine.  Todd sat out there for hours and never once did I see him flail his arms and scream because of a bug.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 We don&#8217;t know why, but suddenly our yard is the place to be for flies of all sizes.  Especially big.  I now understand that a horse fly has nothing to do with a horse&#8230; it&#8217;s simply that darn big.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 So I&#8217;m sitting on the lounge chair when I feel a bug on my leg.  I figured it was one of the massive flies that won&#8217;t leave us alone, so I swatted it away.  That was when I realized I had mindlessly risked life and limb.  That was no fly.  It was a wasp.  I screamed and made someone else stomp it out with her shoe. (well, it was already mad at me!)<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My leg hurts a little bit.  Bill says I didn&#8217;t get stung.  Maybe not.  But that wasp did something to me.  It bit me or it brushed me with it&#8217;s stinger as I was flipping it away.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><font face=\"Eras Light ITC, sans-serif\"><font size=\"4\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He says I should now be less afraid of them.  I faced one.  I&#8217;m undecided.  <\/font><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The pool is blue (finally not green) and the weather is hot (hello, it&#8217;s finally summer)&#8230; so this afternoon we had friends over to go for a swim. Everyone tried to get me to go in&#8230; but I wasn&#8217;t buying it. Kaitlyn was so cold I swear her lips were turning blue. They tried to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-240","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/240","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=240"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/240\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=240"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=240"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=240"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}