So, another Honey Ball has come and gone...
I’m pleased to report that this year’s Annual Honey Ball was a rousing success. Everybody was there. (Well, almost everybody - Fleur de Bee wasn’t there, and neither were the Killer Bees (Style, Price and The Bender - but that’s only beecause even though they keep saying, “Invitations? INVITATIONS?? We don’t need no stinking invitations”, it turns out that they did this year. And after the Nectar Punch Bowl Incident last year, nobody was particularly excited to invite them.) The weather was pretty bad during the party, so the whole thing was held inside this year. That made everything even more hot and crowded than it already is, but it was better than catching a cold or something.
Anyway, as I probably mentioned, Kevin escorted Great Grandma Gee Gee to the Ball. Somehow, Kevin managed to win the argument with her about beeing allowed to wear his blue bee-ball cap (“it defines me,” he said), and (of course), I went with ButterCup.
As you can see, she looked highly attractive in her puce gown - and I was pleased that Great Greatma Gee Gee was able to do the alterations on my puce tuxedo - even though it felt incredibly tight (“it’s the style these days, dear”, she said), and she went kinda overboard on the lapels (they kept poking people in the eye all night, which was not a good thing). We thought we’d win the trophy for “Best Dressed Couple”, but that went to Queen Bee (even though she didn’t attend as a “couple”). These things are so political, ya’ know?
And speaking of Queen Bee, as has beecome the tradition in the Hive, she opened the Ball with a fairly lengthy and boring “State of the Hive” speech. She told us that, despite all the overtime hours everybody put in during the Hot Season, honey production was down from last year and that it was her Royal Suggestion that everybody go dormant this year, just to save on inventory.
(I’m not sure if I’m gonna go dormant this year or not … I’m still trying to decide what I’m gonna do during this year’s Cold Season.)
Finally, the Old Girl stopped talking and the party got started. I’m not sure, but I think this was the longest Honey Ball we’d ever had - just beecause of the bad weather. It started Friday night and kept going until just a few hours ago (which is why I woke up so late this morning).
Anyway, I’m still feeling a bit worn out from all that dancing and stuff, so I’m thinking it would bee best if I just spent the day doing a whole lot of nothing.
So I’m gonna go do that.
I hope everybody has a highly pleasant day!
I’ll see ya’ later!