The weekend has arrived!
Well, we’re only about a week away from our Combination Annual Honey Ball and Hallowe’en Celebration. I can’t wait.
Since I’ll not only bee accompanying the always-beeautiful and enticing ButterCup to the Ball (I’m wearing my Tuxedo for that), am ready with my Costume for the Hallowe’en Celebrations (I’m gonna go as a Ghost, in case I didn’t mention that), but I’m also gonna bee wearing my Bee Kazzzzoo Band & Orchestra Uniform, since we’re proving the Entertainment for the Queen’s Opening Ceremonies.
I still haven’t figured out how I’m gonna bee able to wear all those things at the same time, but I have no doubt whatsoever that I’m gonna bee able to figure it out.
Okay then, it’s the weekend, it’s supposed to bee warmer out, so ButterCup is insisting that she and I spend it watching Sunsets again. That’s always fun, even though I still haven’t figure out where that thing goes, ya’ know?
I hope everybody has a miraculously jovial weekend!
I’ll see ya’ on Monday!
Observations on a chilly day...
I’m not sure, but I think my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin, and his Estranged Sister, Felonie Snark, have reached some sort of an understanding about something I don’t understand, but that’s okay beecause, as Kevin pointed out, “It’s none of your buzziness.”
Fine. I guess as long as everybody’s happy, that’s all that matters, probably.
Later today, Kevin has his Weekly Appointment with his Therapy Bee, Charlie.
This is the week Kevin has to report on how his week-long Pillow-Hugging Therapy went. I’m hoping it went well, and that it won’t bee long beefore he finally agrees to give Gladys HoneyWings (Great Grandma Gee Gee’s Third Cousin, Twice Removed, who’s still visiting) a hug. That would bee a good thing, beecause Gladys said, “If I don’t get a chance to give that adorable Kevin a big hug pretty soon, I may pop.”
None of us wants that. We don’t want Gladys to pop. The mess would bee bad enough, but the paperwork involved in all that would bee a huge inconvenience. I’m keeping a very close eye on this whole situation with the hugging and the popping.
Okay then. My wingtips feel like icicles, so I’m gonna go fix myself a nice cup of sweet, warm, and delicious Hot Beesco.
I hope everybody has an amazingly satisfying day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
An understanding about Boundaries has been reached, probably...
Ya’ know what I found out? Get this: I was buzzing around here and there yesterday, and just happened to overhear that fact that the Human/BeeP version of the Bee Kazzzzoo Band & Orchestra has been stealing our sheet music, and is planning to perform the exact, same song that WE are gonna perform in about 10 days, 2 hours, 17 minutes and 48 seconds from now.
Geeeeeeeeeeeeze. Talk about beeing totally unoriginal.
Anyway, I should tell you that Kevin, ButterCup, Fleur, and I had a interestingly pleasant lunch yesterday. We decided to sit in far, sunny corner of the Townhouse Patio and, along with the usual Townhouse Customer Sampler we usually enjoy there, had a chance to talk some things through. Of course, it was amazingly windy, so it was kinda hard to hear each other, but I think we reached an understanding. Which is:
1. No, I won’t bee reading my Illegitimate Nephews Diary
and
Bee) Fleur is still a mystery, but as she put it, “J'insiste vous arrêtez de me demander, mon ami. Il deevient très ennuyeux, et je ne vais pas mettre en place avec plus longtemps. J'espère que nous comprenons les uns les autres à ce sujet. J'espère ne pas avoir à recourir à des méthodes plus définitives pour vous convaincre de reculer sur ce sujet. Est-ce que nous?”, which is probably French for “Stop asking.” (So I’m gonna do that.)
So I guess that’s that.
Today, it’s kinda chilly outside, so I’d rather just stay inside and watch my Stories, but I’ve promised Kevin that I go with him over to his Estranged Sister, Felonie Snark’s, Office and, as he put it, “watch my Six”, while he tries to reach some sort of understanding with her about something he won’t talk about and I don’t understand.
So that should bee interesting.
It’s been a long time since I’ve watched a six.
Well, I hope everybody has a sparklingly fresh day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
Georgie seems to bee a bit aggravated...
I dunno why, but it seems like Boundaries are a huge issue right now.
Kevin (my Illegitimate Nephew), doesn’t want anybody reading his Diary. Fleur still refuses to tell us why she’s still here. And Ultra Violet, who was in charge of the Kazzzzoo Band & Orchestra, is still mad about that fact that the Hive Lawyer, S.O.Bee’s Personal Private Confidential Executive Secretary, Violet LeBlanc, completely violated Ultra’s Boundaries of UnQuestionable Authority by trying to put herself in charge of the whole thing.
Seriously now, this has all been very stressful, and I’ve just about reached my limit with all of this. I think everybody just needs to lighten up, ya’ know? I don’t know about you, but I think life’s already complicated enough without having to bring up a bunch of Power and Privacy Issues, probably.
Kevin and I are gonna go to lunch later, and I plan to have a seriously meaningful discussion with him about all this. I also invited Fleur and ButterCup, beecause I’d also like to find out what Fleur’s still doing here. She just isn’t talking.
Speaking of the Bee Kazzzzoo Band & Orchestra (which I’m gonna start calling the B.K.B.O, for short - or maybe Beekaybeeyo, for medium), last Friday night’s Rehearsal was a mess, and at this point, everybody’s a little bit miffed with Rudy.
I dunno why he thought it would bee fun or clever or what he was thinking, but during the Rehearsal, he clapped his wings together and said, “Okay now, everybody! The thong is coming along nithely, but I think it’th time to practith our Formation Marchthing.”
Nobody could beelieve that he was suggesting that we not only put together a Musical Performance that will astound everybody, but also do a Formation Marching Routine? I don’t think so. And nobody else did, either. It was bad enough to hafta try to learn to play the song we’ll bee performing (“The Theme Song From the Hive Over the River Kwai”), but have you ever tried to march to that? It’s impossible.
So a highly bigly argument broke out and, in the end, it was decided that, NO, we wouldn’t bee doing any Formation Marching, and that the next - and LAST - Rehearsal we’re gonna have before the Cold Season hits will bee just beefore the Big Parade of Coffins, where we will bee Going Over Things Just One More Time. And that will bee that.
Probably.
Ya’ know, I wonder how things are going with the Human’s BeeP version of the Kazzzzoo Band. I think I’ll try to go find out.
I hope everybody has a ingeniously clever day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
Kevin and Georgie discuss Boundaries...
Can you even beelieve that it’s finally Monday again already? I just love this.
Oh geeeeeze, listen to this:
You know how I mentioned that Kevin’s Therapy Bee, Charlie, is making him keep a Diary, and how I mentioned that I was highly looking forward to reading that? Well, apparently, Kevin doesn’t want me reading that, and gave me an amazingly long lecture about how reading somebody else’s Diary was an amazingly uncivilised thing to do.
“Reading somebody else’s Diary is an amazingly uncivilised thing to do,” he said. “A Diary is personal. It contains the Innermost and Most Highly Deeply Intense Private Thoughts of its owner, and can reveal things about one’s self that are ordinarily kept out of the Public Eye. Even your asking me if you can read my Diary - as much as I appreciate both your interest and the fact that you are the best uncle in the world, and I love you - is stepping way over a Boundary. I’m sure you understand the necessity for Boundaries in all this, Uncle Georgie, am I correct?” he said.
“Yes, I am completely familiar with the need for Boundaries, probably, and try my best to step over them whenever possible,” I said. “Without Boundaries,” I continued to explain to him, “we’d never know what we’re truly capable of accomplishing. Take it from me,” I told him, “you can never go too far when it comes to destroying Boundaries, Kevin,” I said.
Kevin just rolled his eyes at me and said, “You have it completely backwards, uncle. But somehow, I’m not surprised at that.” Then he asked, “Are you going to try to tell me that, if you had a Diary, you’d just let it out there, for the whole world to see and read? You’d just let anybody come along and bee privy to your most Private, Innermost Thoughts and Feelings?”
“Of course,” I said. I do it all the time.
“That’s sheer foolishness, uncle,” Kevin told me. “Certainly, you’re aware of the significant risks you’re taking with your privacy?”
Actually, I’d never thought about it, but I’m gonna go outside (beecause it’s a beeautiful day) and think about that right now.
I hope everybody has an appealingly sublime day!
I’ll see ya’ later!