I recently posted my personal opinion on signs and symbols.
And I’m not saying this is a sign of anything, though I suspect some would.
For me, while the thought did, in true Rowan Atkins style, for the briefest of brief moments…fly across my mind that there was a message I was missing…
The stronger thought that blocked all others, made me shiver, and want to stop looking at the hellish thing while at the same time not want to take my eyes off of it….
Was “Eewwww effin Ewwwww…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? AND WHY DO YOU KEEP COMING HERE?”
Yes…I’ve seen him/it/that before.
Once.
Last Friday.
Filming the documentary I’ve shared with some of you.
And no one in the crew had ever seen one before then either.
It showed up and hovered like a harbinger of things to come.
(I know…drama, drama, drama)
But seriously?
What am I talking about?
This…
And this…
Add to it the sound of a dentists’ drill while it hovered (NOT JOKING) for 20 minutes (NOT EXAGGERATING) in front of my kitchen window, staring in like there was something it just HAD to tell me, or hoping I’d open the window because I looked like LUNCH…and you’ve got yourself the makings of the next SCREAM movie.
I spent an hour online trying to find out what this thing is…obviously some sort of yellow jacket, or yellow wasp, or yellow bee…but nada!
And since every hair on my body was standing on end just looking at all the images of REGULAR yellow jackets, wasps, and bees…I couldn’t take another second of it!
It was about and inch and a half long, two, feathery, antennae on it’s nose, the legs curled under like it was holding something, and it was very, very, patient.
FLYING CREEPY THING…BE GONE!
THERE IS NOTHING FOR YOU HERE!
GET THEE BACK TO THE HELL FROM WHENCE YOU CAME!
In the meantime, if anyone knows what this horrid thing is…please share.
Please?
If I see it again, there’s no telling what I’ll do, especially if I’m outside!
50 Shades of Gray Hair 
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