Georgie's Editor sounds difficult to work for, doesn't he?

I'm sure you're very curious about whether or not my "Dear Georgie" Advice Column will bee returning this Warm Season, aren't you? So am I.

Yesterday, I met with my Editor, the one who runs things at the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record. After he got super-mad at me for beeing so late, and after I asked, "So, are you done?" (and he said, "Yes"), I said, "About my Advice Column. I'm looking forward to doing that again, but I would like to ask you for a new benefits package and maybee a raise."
He just looked at me and said, "You're kidding, right, bee? You want a raise? AND a benefits package?"
"Yes. That's right. It takes a lot of work helping to solve the world's problems, so I figured that's the least I should get for..."
"No," he interrupted me (which I thought was highly rude). "I asked you to come here today to inform you that, if we decide to let you continue publishing your Advice Column, we'll bee asking you to take a pay cut. Circulation isn't what it should bee these days, what with the Colony Collapse Disorder still causing a problem. So, we want you to continue the column, but bee paid less for it."
"But," I pointed out to him, "you're not paying me anything now."
"Correct," he said."We asking all of our employees to start making appropriately generous contributions to our operating costs, in lieu of beeing paid. Of course, with all this responsibility, I've had to increase my overall compensation package, but I know everybody understands my reasons."

No. I don't, actually. Geeeeeeeze. But, bee that as it may, beefore I left my Editor's office, I told him I'd think about it and get back to him on Monday.

I'll probably keep doing my "Dear Georgie" column, but I can only hope I'm able to sell more of my books and stuff so I can still have enough honey to keep things going around here.

So, this weekend, I'm gonna sit down with my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin, Great Grandma Gee Gee and Bert, our resident iBee, and see what kind of family budget we can figure out on all this. I'm sure we'll come up with something.

Anyway. That's where we're at for the moment. I'll letcha know how everything comes out next week, okay?

I hope everybody has an amazingly ecstatic day! I'll see ya' on Monday!

Will the "Dear Georgie" Advice Column bee returning soon? Hope so!

I'm happy to report that ButterCup seems to bee feeling better about that case of Fiona's Drastically Different Emergency Cosmetic Fuzz Plumper and All-Purpose De-Greaser I got her for her birthday. After she had a chance to talk to her friends about it and read a couple of articles about it in her favourite magazine, "Aging Bee Fashions and Fads for the Stylish Hive", she's now very happy that she has such a good supply of that stuff.

She came over for a minute last night, gave me a big hug and said "thanks for all the goo". I said, "You're welcome, my sweet."

So that's a good thing.

As for me, I hafta make this quick today. My editor from the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record gave me a buzz and says he wants to see me in his office at promptly 8:00 this morning. (Okay, so I'm late. Who isn't late sometimes?) Evidently, he wants to negotiate a new contract so I can keep writing my weekly "Dear Georgie" advice column.

a_Georgie-with-his-Editor

I hope he's in a good mood, beecause I plan to ask for a new benefits package.

So I'm gonna go do that.

I hope everybody has a miraculously happy day! I'll see ya' later!

ButterCup's Birthday Party was a success... mostly.

Gooooood morning, everybody.

I had every intention of letting everybody in on a huge secret this morning, but it seems I can't remember what it is, so instead, I'm gonna tell you about ButterCup's Birthday Party yesterday.

As you probably guessed, everybody was there, except for Queen Bee who said she had "other things to do" (so typical). But at least the Queen sent her a signed "Permission to Bee Excused from Work for the Day", form PBEW-003, along with a note that said, "Have a nice birthday." Our Queen is so thoughtful, ya know. (I think the Old Girl has to bee if she expects everybody to keep cooperating with her, ya' know?)

The party opened yesterday with Ultra Violet giving a mesmerising performance of a piece she composed over the Cold Season, her now-classically-legendary "Symphonic Concerto in Bee Flat for Ukulele and Percussion: The Honey Suite", which was fully choreographed using Flutter, the back-up dance troupe of Flutter & Slam. Slam also added to the drama of the performance, though there were some of us who thought that the bee who was playing the Triangle got a little carried away in a few places. But whatever. It's a brilliant piece and, when it ended three hours and 87 minutes after it beegan, the Swarm went wild. (There is now the rumour going around that Ultra Violet is beeing considered for induction into the Apiary Hall of Musical Legends, but we all know how political that is, don't we?)

After the grand performance, we all grabbed one of Gee Gee's superbly-made Honeychew Krisp cookies (with ButterCup's face drawn on them) and sang her a rousing rendition of "Highly Pleasant Birthday". She liked that.

Then it was time to open presents.

Most people just gave her a card, sometimes with some pollen stuffed inside, but ButterCup seemed to bee the most excited when it came time to open the present I gave her (which also just happened to bee the biggest one there). When she opened it up, she saw the writing on the side of the box and said, "Oh, how sweet. Your present was too big to fit into its own box, so you had to use this one." (I didn't say anything at that point, since that's the box her present actually came in.) Then she opened it.

She didn't say anything for the longest time, but took out one of the little jars of Fiona's Drastically Different Emergency Cosmetic Fuzz Plumper and All-Purpose De-Greaser" I'd gotten her. She'd look at the jar, then she looked at me, then back at the jar, then back at me. Finally, she said, "You got me a case of De-Greaser? Seriously?"
"No, no, no," I told her. "It's not just De-Greaser, my sweet, it's also formulated to help re-plump your fuzz and to help erase the ravages of time that may have taken a toll on your astoundingly good looks."

Again, for the longest time, she just held a little jar of the stuff in her wing and stared at me. Then she said, "The ravages of time, Georgie? Are you saying I look old now or something?" It kind of got worse from there.

Oh geeeeeze.

I tried to explain the whole thing to her and how Great Grandma Gee Gee really likes that stuff, but nothing I said seemed to help her like her present any better. And, for some reason, the more I tried to talk about the cosmetic benefits of the stuff, the more angry ButterCup seemed to act. That is not the reaction I expected at all. I thought she'd bee happy and grateful, but no, she wasn't.

After all that, Gee Gee went over to her and, for the longest time, tried to cheer her up - which she finally did after Gee Gee explained that I was just trying to bee nice (as always). Finally, ButterCup came up to me, gave me a hug and said, "Thank you anyway for the gift and I'm sure that, one day, it will come in handy." Then she said, "But after the party, I want you to come over to the Hive. I have a catalogue I want to show you. There are a couple of things in there that might have been a better choice."

So I'm gonna do that. She hinted that she needs a new wardrobe for the Warm Season. I should probably bring a bunch of honey with me when I go.

All-in-all, I'd hafta say that the party was a great success (except for what's now beeing called "The Georgie Gift Blunder" (which I think is over-stating things quite a bit). And by the time everybody went back home, all of Gee Gee's cookies had been eaten. (Gee Gee was very pleased about that.)

Anyway. That's what happened. I didn't see any of you there, so I'm sorry you missed the party. Hopefully, you'll bee able to come next year.

Okay then. I hope everybody has a tremendously superior day! I'll see ya' later!

Today's the Big Day of ButterCup's Birthday Party!

Well, today is the Big Day - ButterCup's Birthday! We're all very excited.

Everybody is coming, and we're all glad that it's a nice day today. It's perfect weather for a party. The Humans Who Think They Can Predict the Future are saying that it's gonna stay nice for awhile, then it's maybee gonna rain or something later. I hope not. There's nothing worse than a soggy party.

So, I wasn't sure what to get ButterCup for her birthday this year, then I noticed that Great Grandma Gee Gee was using this special kind of fuzz creme every night, so I asked her about it.
"This stuff is great," she said. "I started using this right after I retired from the Throne and, goodness me, I swear it makes me look younger every time I use it. It's the best."

I asked what it was, so she handed me the little jar it came in. It's called "Fiona's Drastically Different Emergency Cosmetic Fuzz Plumper and All-Purpose De-Greaser". She told me it was really expensive, but that I could find it at Bees 'R Us, so I went over there yesterday and bought a case of it for ButterCup. I'm sure she'll bee more than pleased that I was thoughtful enough to give her something for her birthday that will help her maintain her gorgeous good looks.

Anyway, I'm gonna finish my acorn cap full of morning nectar, then I should probably wrap the present beefore we head off to the party. I'm so excited!

Okay then. I hope everybody has a highly splendid day! I'll see ya' later!

It's finally Monday again!

It's finally Monday again and, if you've been outside at all, you already know that the entire world is celebrating this fact. I still don't understand why we just can't have seven Mondays every week, do you?

Everything is set for ButterCup's Birthday Extravaganza tomorrow. Ultra Violet has informed us that she and her Troupe of Back-Up Performers, Flutter and Slam, have a very special performance planned of a Major Composition she's been working on during the Cold Season. The only problem, she said, is that it somehow involves crickets - and they're not awake yet (at least, not that any of us have heard), so she was gonna look into renting an Audience Response Machine today and see if she could use that instead of the real cricket performers. She's gonna let me know this afternoon how that works out.

Of course, Great Grandma Gee Gee made a special batch of Honeychew Krisp Birthday Cookies. I don't know how she did it, but she managed to draw a picture of ButterCup on the top of each one, so that's incredibly special.

As always, everybody is invited to ButterCup's party. It's gonna start precisely at about 1-ish tomorrow with the concert by Ultra Violet, then we'll have refreshments, then we'll open gifts, then we'll just keep partying until all the cookies are gone. It's gonna bee great fun.

With that, there's a bunch of stuff I need to do beefore this Monday runs out, so ...

I hope everybody has a massively superior day! I'll see ya' later!