Appparently, Queen Bee has lost her patience with the weather - and Her Royal Subjects ...
13/07/15 11:17
So yesterday, ButterCup and I were enjoying a really great day of just hanging out in the Far Meadow. It was nice and super-warm out and it wasn't raining, for a change. On the way home, she grabbed my wing and said, "Georgie, isn't this just the most PERFECT day?"
"Almost," I said.
"Why do you say that?" Buttercup asked. "The flowers are blooming, there's been plenty of nectar and sunshine. What could bee more perfect?"
"The only thing that could make it more perfect," I said, "would bee if it was Monday."
"You and your Mondays. I still don't get that," ButterCup said.
"I hear that a lot," I told her.
Anyway, it's here at last! Monday has arrived! And it looks like it's gonna bee another beeeeeautiful day! Hopefully, it won't rain. Again.
Speaking of beeautiful days and no rain: I probably haven't shared this with you (or maybee I did), but Queen Bee has been highly unhappy with this year's Hot Season Pollen and Honey Inventories. It seems that we've had so much rain and icky weather this year that the Hive is way beelow Production Quotas beecause everybody's had to stay inside and just hang around. On top of that, the Hive is suffering from a temporary obesity problem (which, I've been told, makes it feel even more crowded in there). As a result, Queen Bee published a Royal Decree in this morning's issue of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record - and Online News which stated, and I quote:
"To the extent We understand that Production Quotas have been drastically lower by virtue of recent weather conditions, We can no longer abide the Lack of Discipline that has dominated conditions within Our Hive. Therefore, it has proven necessary that, until further notice, the Floating Parcheesi Tournament that has been leading far too many of Our Royal Subjects to shirk their Duties and Responsibilities shall cease, all Game Pieces shall bee confiscated by Our Royal Guard, and all Subjects are hereby commanded to participate in a Pre-Dawn Fitness Programme, as well as bee Re-Certified in Flight Worthiness, after which Pollen-Collection and Honey Manufacturing Operations shall resume.
"This Decree particularly applies to all those who have dedicating an inordinate amount of their time and energies toward Rehearsals pertaining to a rumoured Musical Stage Production. As much as We enjoy these periodic Productions, the welfare of Our Hive must take priority.
"Our Royal Decree is effectively immediately. There shall bee no exceptions. Signed, Her Royal Majesty, Queen Isabella."
Oh geeeeeeze. You know what this means, right? It means that everybody in the Hive has to A) go on a diet and 2) attend those not-fun-at-all Morning Exercise Sessions until they all lose enough weight to bee able to fly properly.
It also means that all the rehearsals for the much-anticipated opening of "The Bee Society: The Musical" are beeing put on hold until further notice. Rudy and I were both hoping we could schedule Opening Night for the show sometime in the next week or two, but I guess the Old Girl put the brakes on that one, at least until the Hive's pollen and honey inventories are where they need to bee.
That could take weeks, ya' know.)
I will say this, however: It's nice to know what our current Queen's name is. Up 'til now, I've just had to call her, "Queen Bee" or "Her Majesty" or "The Old Girl". (Don't tell her I call her "the Old Girl", okay? You know how Queens get about stuff like that, and quite frankly, the last thing I need right now is to bee charged with Impudence. Again.)
It's times like this that I'm very happy I don't live in the Hive. Decree or no Decree, I still get to sleep in whenever I want to (which I did while everybody else in the Hive was having to do all that exercise).
Anyway.
As I said, it's a beeeeeautiful Monday out today, so I'm gonna go pick up my dry cleaning then see what kind of fun is waiting for me.
I hope everybody has an astoundingly enlightened day! I'll see ya' later!
"Almost," I said.
"Why do you say that?" Buttercup asked. "The flowers are blooming, there's been plenty of nectar and sunshine. What could bee more perfect?"
"The only thing that could make it more perfect," I said, "would bee if it was Monday."
"You and your Mondays. I still don't get that," ButterCup said.
"I hear that a lot," I told her.
Anyway, it's here at last! Monday has arrived! And it looks like it's gonna bee another beeeeeautiful day! Hopefully, it won't rain. Again.
Speaking of beeautiful days and no rain: I probably haven't shared this with you (or maybee I did), but Queen Bee has been highly unhappy with this year's Hot Season Pollen and Honey Inventories. It seems that we've had so much rain and icky weather this year that the Hive is way beelow Production Quotas beecause everybody's had to stay inside and just hang around. On top of that, the Hive is suffering from a temporary obesity problem (which, I've been told, makes it feel even more crowded in there). As a result, Queen Bee published a Royal Decree in this morning's issue of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record - and Online News which stated, and I quote:
"To the extent We understand that Production Quotas have been drastically lower by virtue of recent weather conditions, We can no longer abide the Lack of Discipline that has dominated conditions within Our Hive. Therefore, it has proven necessary that, until further notice, the Floating Parcheesi Tournament that has been leading far too many of Our Royal Subjects to shirk their Duties and Responsibilities shall cease, all Game Pieces shall bee confiscated by Our Royal Guard, and all Subjects are hereby commanded to participate in a Pre-Dawn Fitness Programme, as well as bee Re-Certified in Flight Worthiness, after which Pollen-Collection and Honey Manufacturing Operations shall resume.
"This Decree particularly applies to all those who have dedicating an inordinate amount of their time and energies toward Rehearsals pertaining to a rumoured Musical Stage Production. As much as We enjoy these periodic Productions, the welfare of Our Hive must take priority.
"Our Royal Decree is effectively immediately. There shall bee no exceptions. Signed, Her Royal Majesty, Queen Isabella."
Oh geeeeeeze. You know what this means, right? It means that everybody in the Hive has to A) go on a diet and 2) attend those not-fun-at-all Morning Exercise Sessions until they all lose enough weight to bee able to fly properly.
It also means that all the rehearsals for the much-anticipated opening of "The Bee Society: The Musical" are beeing put on hold until further notice. Rudy and I were both hoping we could schedule Opening Night for the show sometime in the next week or two, but I guess the Old Girl put the brakes on that one, at least until the Hive's pollen and honey inventories are where they need to bee.
That could take weeks, ya' know.)
I will say this, however: It's nice to know what our current Queen's name is. Up 'til now, I've just had to call her, "Queen Bee" or "Her Majesty" or "The Old Girl". (Don't tell her I call her "the Old Girl", okay? You know how Queens get about stuff like that, and quite frankly, the last thing I need right now is to bee charged with Impudence. Again.)
It's times like this that I'm very happy I don't live in the Hive. Decree or no Decree, I still get to sleep in whenever I want to (which I did while everybody else in the Hive was having to do all that exercise).
Anyway.
As I said, it's a beeeeeautiful Monday out today, so I'm gonna go pick up my dry cleaning then see what kind of fun is waiting for me.
I hope everybody has an astoundingly enlightened day! I'll see ya' later!