Yes, I'm still alive! Woo HOO!

   Well hello there stranger. Long time, no see. I know. My bad. I've really got to stop doing this whole....disappear for a while, suddenly reappear with excuses and apologies, and then suddenly disappear again. But here is one word that may sum it up for you. Mom. Yep. I'm a mom. And now that both my little man cubs are in school, things have become a lot more busy around Bullock Manor.
         
             During the summer break Jax wanted to play T-Ball. What was I going to tell my little monster? No? Absolutely not. So I said "Of course you can baby." So there I was, lugging around a bag full of gloves, baseball bats, balls....hee hee hee. balls. Oh sorry. Ahem. and a cooler of drinks for the team. It was fun, but here in the good ole deep south, the summer temperatures are not people friendly and dear old mom was miserable.
              While the kids had the game to keep them occupied, I was melting. If you consider soaking your clothes with sweat in 10 minutes melting (which I do). Plus my youngest man cub didn't want to play with his big brother so he decided to just sit on the bleacher with me and complain the whole time or run around the sports complex trying to find someone to play with him. All in all, we are doing it again next year. The boys are excited. Me? Meh. Not so much. Forgive me, but I don't enjoy melting for an hour. Call me a city girl, I don't care. I'm a winter girl.
       

     Then we got four wheelers for playing with and doing chores around the yard. But when you live in the south and you love going to the creek, guess what happens. Yep you guessed it. You ride the creek.

But if your husband is anything like mine. You end up graduating to mud riding. 

So yeah. That was basically our summer. 

And naturally being the artist mom that I am, I also did a few illustrations, both commissioned and personal projects. But that's for the next post. 

Any hoozles. Catch ya later peepers. 

Stevie.