I'm waiting on a call that involves two drives to Brisbane, but the floods have it all on hold.
Meanwhile, I've been nursing a sick kid back to health (check), catching up on my yoga practice (ow....check), stocking the freezer with food that kids can heat and eat without burning the house down (yay!.....check) and letting my dog jump in the river and turn himself an ugly shade of sopping grey because he thinks it such a hoot, (sigh.....check).
Not terribly interesting, is it?
So here's another drawing to keep youse going until I get my act together.
This means that I drive like a maniac all over the state (and often beyond) at a moment's notice, delivering the Regrettably Demised to whomever needs to receive them. It's less gruesome, but no less gruelling, thanks largely to a boss who seems to be under the impression that I can fly with the crows, and quotes his clients accordingly.
Hence the lack of posts.
I dare say I'll get the hang of it, but at the moment coherent speech is often beyond me.
Meanwhile, please enjoy my Mother's Day present from the Creative Genius,
Who bears her new-found orphandom with admirable fortitude,