Giant European Hornets are Scary and Make Me Cry!
Let me tell you about how my week started. It’s not a pleasant story about Giant European Hornets, but I feel like I need to tell it. I want to make it clear that I don’t hate hornets, I just wish they would ask me before they decide to build a nest in the walls of my house!
Before I get ahead of myself, let me start at the beginning.
I woke up a few days ago around 5 am and went to the bathroom to get my contacts and supplies. When I was in there, I saw a dark spot on the wall behind me. It was near the ceiling so I wasn’t scared, but I wanted to get away from it as quickly as possible. As I left the bathroom, I heard a buzzing noise behind me so I ran. I ran fast in my socks on a hardwood floor and almost fell flat on my face. I managed to keep myself from falling and made it to the kitchen counter and put the contacts and supplies down without breaking anything.
As I stood there, I heard the buzzing again. I ran to the other side of the kitchen trying not to fall. The buzzing was still there! The Giant European Hornet was on me! I didn’t know where it was but it was on me!
I ran back to my bedroom screaming for Alan. Nothing. So I screamed louder and was screaming “BEE! Get the BEE off of ME!” but the more I screamed the more alone I felt.
What should I do? I did want any girl who is terrified of bees would do. I let out a blood curling scream that should have broken the windows and Alan finally came. My heart was pounding, I was shaking, and I wanted the bee dead! Alan, who I love more than life its self-said, “What’s wrong with you?”
Let me take a moment and paint this picture for you. I’m in my flannel pajamas standing crooked and bent over so Alan could see the Giant European Hornet on my shirt. As the words whats wrong with you came out of his mouth I was screaming, “Bee! There’s a BEE ON ME!!! Get it OFF! NOW!!” He said I don’t see it…oh. There it is as he knocked it off my shoulder. I know it was 5 am and I know he was sleepy, but I was terrified! I needed my husband to help me with no questions asked.
After he saved my life, he started walking back towards the bed. What? Really? I asked him where he was going and he said back to sleep. SERIOUSLY? This bee just attacked me and you’re going back to bed? No your not! I tried to get him to stay up and find it with me so he could kill it. Do you know what he said to me? He said I’m sleepy. You find the bee and tell me and then I’ll kill it. At that moment I realized my husband wasn’t going to help me. He was going back to bed for his beauty rest. To say I was mad was an understatement.
Again, what was I going to do? I grabbed a flashlight and started looking. I looked for over an hour and couldn’t find it. Then Alan woke up and I yelled at him. I wanted to know why didn’t help me when he knew how scared I was. He kept asking me what color the bee was but I wouldn’t tell him. He finally admitted he was going to “fake it” and tell me he killed it so I’d relax. I know him and I didn’t tell him. Lol, I know better.
As he was getting in the shower, guess who decided to fly around the bathroom? YEP! The Giant European Hornet! And Alan took care of it. It was gone. Dead. Out of my life and off my shirt. But that’s not the end of the story. That is only the beginning!
The next morning Alan got stung on the hand. Okay, now it’s an issue! Forget the fact that one was on my shoulder the day before. Now one of those evil little bees has stung him so it’s time to do something!
Later that day another Giant European Hornet decided to dive at my face and try to sting me while I was working on a blog post. I ran out of the house, found Alan and asked him to kill it. Well, he sent Matthew to kill it because he had been weedeating and thought Matthew would take care of it for me without getting little pieces of chopped grass and poison ivy all over the place. Matthew took care of it and another Giant European Hornet was gone. No hornet, no poison ivy, and a happy Lisa. Well, almost a happy Lisa.
An hour later, I went back down to the office because it seemed that the Giant European Hornet had friends. Matthew drove up to the house to kill it as I threatened to move away. Alan showed up as Matthew threw away the bee’s body and Alan kind of giggled at me. I know why he giggled. I chase bears into the wood using a cowbell. I’ve removed a snake from my kitchen using a dustpan, but I’m freaking out over the Giant European Hornets in my house. I get it! I really do, but I’m running away from home.
After a few phone calls, we learned that we must locate the nest and the exterminator will come and remove them. Guess what? The Giant European Hornets are active at night. UGH! Not only do they hate the smell of my shampoo, they are like night attacking Giant European Hornets and their only goal is to chase me around my house until I fall flat on my face! Mean old Hornets!
As of right now, we are in a cabin, well I’m in a cabin and Alan is working at camp. I’m safe away from the bees. We thought this would be a safe place since we don’t know exactly where the nest is located. The plan is to go back to the house tonight with giant flashlights and see if we can pinpoint the entrance to their house. Once we find it, we’ll make the call to the exterminator and hopefully, we’ll be able to live peacefully in our house without the bees.
Giant European Hornets
I don’t like killing things, but I don’t like being attacked in my house while I’m working especially by night time attacking Giant European Hornets. I want to live in harmony but these guys aren’t playing fair. Maybe we will learn to get along soon. My fingers are crossed and my tennis shoes are on! No more sock feet in the house!
I’ll let you know what happens!
I understand because bees freak me out. If my husband tried to go back to sleep I would be yellling at him! It’s nasty looking!
It is nasty looking! And they are SO LOUD when they fly! YIKES!
We had a bat inside one night–I kept screaming for my husband to come get it and he finally said he would take care of it in the morning. NO WAY was I sleeping in the same house as a bat. What is it with these guys???
That is terrifying Kathy! No bat! No Bees! And No Snakes!! LOL
I thought about the bat in the house all night! I couldn’t sleep! If we were neighbors we could help each other! We could catch the bat and release it in my house to eat the hornets! LOL, We will show those creatures who the boss is! Hahaha
Please tell me he got the bat out of your house!
All I can say is. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I really am freaked out by bees and hornets! Hope you get them exterminated soon?
I really don’t want to call the exterminator but I can’t live with hornets. If I get stung it’s over. They picked the wrong neighborhood! :/
“The next morning Alan got stung on the hand. Okay, now it’s an issue!” OMG this is so my husband! Nothing is a big deal till it happens to them. lol
Hope you find them and get rid of them soon!!
I KNOW!! Right?!!
I hate he got stung but I’m glad we are getting rid of them now! He’s a great guy but the things that freak me out don’t seem to freak him out at all!
Hug your man today and let him know you love him. You never know when the bees might attack! LOL
I had two of those fly into my bedroom at night. I screamed and woke up my husband too. Luckily those were the only 2. They are HUGE!. I hope it goes well.
Aren’t they scary! They are HUGE and they are FAST!
Did your hubby kill them or did you? I kinda want to open the window and watch them fly out, but again, they don’t mind very well!
You’re in Tennessee aren’t you. I’m a Tennessee native and never seen one. What a mean looking “thing”. How bad was Alan’s sting?
I’m in Tennessee and we haven’t seen them very much. I guess they love the mountains as much as we do. Silly bees!
Alan’s hand isn’t that bad. He said it really hurt at first, but he’s tough and moving it like a normal strong man! He’s amazing!
Ugh!! I’m like you. Can face any insect, serpent or rodent foe with courage but not the sneaky ones with wings and stingers. Hate ’em! I sense that an awesome cookie design will come out of this experience. Will anxiously await your culinary revenge!
Come help me make a wicked bee cookie Evelyn! It should have a huge stinger and large wings…we’ve got this! LOL
This is the scariest story ever!!! I’m freaking out just reading it! Good luck to you tonight.
Keep your fingers crossed that we find the nest Brandi. Hopefully, they will find a new place to live soon. ;/
This isn’t funny. Being hospitalized for hornet stings isn’t a joke.
I know Lina! That is the main reason I ran away from home. I don’t want to spend my birthday and Mother’s Day in the hospital. YIKES!
Yikes!! Lisa you are in good company. I wrecked a car once when a bumble bee flew in my car and landed on my shoulder ???
No way DJ! Were you alright? That is the worst bee story EVER!
Maybe we should do a bee dance before we get into the car to scare them away! I know my dancing is really B.A.D.! hahahah
Oh my gosh, I would react just like you did, Lisa! After reading your post, I found an “up close and personal” video all about the Giant European Hornet on YouTube. They are the biggest hornets in North America! Yikes! I sure hope you are able to find the hive and get rid of it SOON!
Oh Lisa! This was a great read with my coffee this morning. It is scary how nature can creep us out when they want to live with us. Lol. Hornets are mean. I’d be screaming too!!