Georgie's Day is about to take an Unusual Turn...

Well, after my Mostly Unpleasant Exchange with my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin, last week, and after he kicked me out of my own ShoeBox, I decided the best thing I could do was to seek out some Comfort and Understanding - and we all know who to go to to find that, don’t we? That’s right: Great Grandma Gee Gee. I knew she’d not only have a whole bunch of her Soothingly Delicious and Marginally Nutritious Royal HoneyChew Krisp Cookies™, but that she’d know just what to say about this Queasy Predicament. So earlier this Afternoon, I went there.


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For quite awhile, Gee Gee and I just sat there, sipping some Nectar, eating Cookies, and buzzing about this and that, but after awhile, Gee Gee said, “Far bee it from me to pry, Georgie, but you seem a bit distressed, dear.”

“Yes, I am,” I told her.

“Goodness Knows that I’m not one to Gossip, but I know why you’re feeling this way. Kevin told me all about what Transpired. He also told me that, if you happened to show up here seeking Comfort and Understanding - and Cookies,” she said, “I was to keep you here until he returns. He’s coming back in just a little while with ButterCup, Fleur de Bee, and several other bees who are Concerned for your Well-Beeing.”

“Concerned for my Well-Beeing?” I asked her.

“Yes, dear, your Well-Beeing. It seems that you have a Problem remembering - and observing - Significant Events, and Kevin told me that, even though he thinks you’re the best Uncle in the world, and he loves you, he’s going to - in his words - ‘do something about it’,” Gee Gee said.

“Do something about it? What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“Well, dear, as I said, Kevin and the others will bee arriving shortly, and we will all bee conducting an Intervention on you,” she said. Then she gave me a piece of paper that said:

“YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO ATTEND YOUR INTERVENTION ON THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 3, 2020 AT 4:10 P.M. MDST - OR ELSE.”

“An Intervention?” I couldn’t beelieve this. “You’re going to do an Intervention on me?”

“Yes, dear, we are, and we’re doing it beecause we care very deeply about you, for the most part, and we want you to bee well. It’s for the best, you’ll see.”

Oh for crying out loud. I had every intention of buzzing over to Bees ‘R Us later this afternoon. I need to look for a new Pollen Dehydrator, some Wing Wax (I’m out), and a new pair of Socks, but am I going to bee able to do that now? No, I’m not. I hafta stay here, and wait to bee Interventioned, whatever that means. Seriously now.

So I guess I hafta do that.

Let’s all bee Highly Careful out there!

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