Today - a short visit to the Far Meadow...
It’s such a beeautiful day out today that I think I’m gonna go check out the Far Meadow with my friend, Lester Bee, and Ultra Violet. They said they hafta’ go out and check the “venue”, whatever that is, and asked if I’d like to come along. I said, “Sure, as long as we stop for lunch.”
So we’re gonna go do that.
I hope everybody has absurdly festive weekend!
I’ll see ya’ Monday!
Georgie's visit to the Fitness Class didn't go so well . . .
So I went to that Complimentary Trial Fitness Class with ButterCup yesterday. It was a nightmare.
Did I mention that the “Bee Fit” Club’s owner, Bendi Halloway-Over, is completely insufferable? Well, she is.
The first thing we had to do was a bunch of Stretching Exercises. Then it was on to push-ups, sit-ups, roll-overs, then about an hour of Wing Tai, which involves striking a bunch of difficult poses which were highly difficult. The one I hated the most was called, “Lotus Pollen”…it’s where you hafta cross your legs and wings, then balance yourself on your proboscis without allowing your antennae to touch the ground.
Have ya’ ever tried that? Seriously now.
Anyway, I think I lasted about halfway through that first, Complimentary Class, then I told ButterCup I was leaving. She followed me to the Nectar Bar, where I noticed they didn’t have any Bendy Straws, and they didn’t have any Umbrellas for the Vast Array of Non-Refreshing and Not-So-Delicious Nectar Beverages
“Don’t you want to stick around for a free Alfalfa Pollen Smoothie?” she asked.
“No.” I said.
And I didn’t. Then I left.
When I woke up this morning, I could barely move. Now, I’m gonna hafta spend the rest of the day recovering from all that. Maybee I’ll just stretch out and watch a re-run of this season’s first show of “Bees Have Talent, Also”, even though I watched it last night. (In case you missed it, the Pollen Juggler was fantastic, and so far, I hope he wins.)
Anyway.
I hope everybody has a miraculously sensational day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
There's been a new addition to the Hive...
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
I’m pleased to report that we got my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin’s, Resumé put together, and, at this very moment, he’s out doing his Job Hunt.
Hopefully he’ll find something that doesn’t involve toxic substances.
Hey. Did I mention that the Hive has a new Fitness Instructor? Her name is Bendi Halloway-Over, and she recently moved here from L.A. I just met her.
She’s insufferable.
All she does is talk about doing stuff that’s good for you, which (if you don’t mind my saying so) is NOT something I wanna keep having to listen to until the next Cold Season arrives. Ya’ know what I mean?
She’s opening a new Fitness Club in the Hive called, “Bee Fit”. Seriously now. She couldn’t come up with something more clever than that??
Anyway, Bendi has been going around offering free Fitness Classes to everybody - at least the first class is free, anyway. After that, it’s 5 pounds of honey a month to bee a Club Member, but that includes full access to any of four Mood-Variable Work-Out Chambers, full access to a Complimentary Nectar Bar, Wing Tai classes, and a Coupon for a free Alfalfa Pollen Smoothie. (Have you ever tried one of those things? They’re disgusting. They’re like all grainy or something, and they taste like alfalfa.)
Anyway, ButterCup just informed me that I hafta go with her to the Grand Opening. She says that, if she likes the place, she’s planning on joining and that, if I wanna think about keeping my Youthful Figure, I should do the same thing, too, probably.
Oh geeeeze.
So I hafta go do that today.
Okay then. I hope everybody has a vastly superior day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
Kevin needs to find a new job . . .
Can you even beelieve that May is pretty much over already? Beefore we know it, it’s gonna bee the Hot Season. I know we’re all looking forward to that, probably.
Well, my Illegitimate Nephew, Kevin, is still trying to find a new job. Ever since Her Majesty, Queen Bee, put the Amalgamated Paper Spoon Company out of buzziness, he’s been unemployed.
Yesterday, he asked me if I could possibly help him with his Resumé. (I’m very excellent when it comes to writing Resumés. I write tremendous Resumés, probably the best Resumés in the world. Trust me.)
The first thing I told Kevin to do was to write down a list of his hobbies - things he enjoyed doing.
“My hobbies?” he asked. “Uncle Georgie, you’re the best uncle in the world, and I love you, but what do my hobbies have to do with getting a new job?”
“You hafta ask?” I asked.
“Yes. I’m compelled to ask,” he said.
“It’s obvious,” I told him. “The only way you’re gonna find a new job that you enjoy is to start with a list of all the things you enjoy doing, then you get a job doing that.” (I thought everybody knew that.)
“I see,” Kevin said, then he started making his list.
He’s still working on it.
Oh. I need to go. Kevin just asked me how to spell, “luxuriate” and asked me if “relax” has one “e” or two.
Evidently, he definitely needs my help with this. So I’m gonna go do that.
I hope everybody has an astoundingly joyous day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
It's Monday!!!!
Are all my BeePs happy today?? You should bee! It’s MONDAY!
I keep having this nagging feeling that I’m supposed to remember not to forget something today, but I can’t recall what it is. Does that ever happen to you?
Well, ButterCup and I had a tremendously relaxing weekend in the Way Distant Far Meadow. We left Friday afternoon, then came back on Sunday afternoon, just in time for - get this - a Birthday Party.
It was Pinky Bee’s Birthday Party, so we went to that. It was great fun, It was also nice to finally figure out what everybody's been up to.
“So THIS is Mysterious Party everybody’s been so secretly planning for the last week or so,” I said to ButterCup while we were at the party.
“This? Oh, no, this isn’t it,” she said. "And I have no idea what you're talking about."
“But….” I started to say.
“Are you going to start asking a bunch of probing questions again, Georgie? Beecause if you are, I can tell you right now that I know nothing whatsoever about any parties that may or may not bee taking place in about 12 days from now. So you can just stop asking.”
“Fine,” I said. “But I’m gonna bee invited, right?”
ButterCup just rolled her eyes at me and walked off.
She does that sometimes.
Well, I’m just gonna hafta put this whole party thing out of my head and focus on other things. I’m pretty sure there’s something I had planned to focus on, but at the moment, I can’t quite remember what it was.
I hope everybody has a mysteriously festive day!
I’ll see ya’ later!