Travis says I always have a bee in my bonnet. After 6+ years of marriage, I'm starting to realize that he is right. I am a beekeeper. I love projects, I love learning new things, and I love creating things. So, I decided to start a blog to chronicle my latest "bees" as kind of a project scrapbook. The only bad thing is that it will explicitly show how much I jump from one "bee" to the next, giving Travis concrete evidence that I am a little crazy and create fun but unnecessary projects.
I decided to call my blog "the bee's knees" because I love the phrase. It's cool, timeless, and it rhymes! Until I did a token google on the phrase, I didn't know a bee had knees. Apparently it has pollen baskets or "corbiculae" on the midsegments of its legs, where it can carry pollen back to the hive. In the late 1700's, the "bee's knee" was used to define something small or insignificant. In the 1920's, it evolved into a hip phrase meaning the height of excellence. So my postings are things I think are the bee's knees - small and insignificant, but still fun and top-notch.
Interesting side-note: Other phrases tried to come on the scene, but didn't last (probably because they are weird and awkward) such as: the eel's ankle, the elephant's instep, the snake's hip, the flea's eyebrows, and the canary's tusks. Weird!
