Eewww

As a writer, I look for ways to describe situations. Sometimes it isn’t as easy as it seems. Yesterday, something happened to me that I’m searching for words to describe. I accompanied my husband to the dentist and on the way home I got a surprise I’d never suspected.

It’s spring, and the air here is fragrant, so we had the windows down. I could feel the wind on my face. Suddenly something else hits me in the face. It clips my glasses landing against my eye. Then wetness spreads down my nose and I realize something is stuck between my closed eye and my glasses.

So, I do what anyone in my position would do, I shriek, knock my glasses to the floor, and fling the object over to the side. My husband is startled, of course, and asks me what my problem is. By this time I’ve grabbed a tissue and wiped, what turns out to be yellow goo, from my closed eyelid. Finally, I look at the object.

It was one of those fat yellow bumble bees. Instead of hitting the windshield like any other bug, this one smacked me in the eye. I didn’t get stung, thank goodness. And clipping the top of my glasses before hitting my eye allowed me to get my eye closed. I can only imagine the injury I would have sustained without my glasses and an open eye.

Even rereading this, I’m still not sure I completely convey the Ewwww.. factor.