Independent and adventurous. You don't want much; just to break out of the guilded cage society has put you in and experience life to the fullest. Following orders isn't really one of your strong points, and you would rather live a life of poverty than being forced into something that you hate.
Feeling absolutely overwhelmed with many things this past week, I heard myself say with a loud sigh this morning, "Okay, I can do small things." I figured I could break one task down into "baby steps".
I guess it's time to watch that movie again, "What About Bob?". It's a comedy with Bill Murray. It is all about taking "baby steps" to cope with life. It is laugh-out-loud funny--probably because it points out so many true things about human nature.
I've heard a lot of people quote the scripture about being able to do ALL things ~ big and small ~ through Christ, who strengthens them. Today, that's just too overwhelming. Today I can just do SMALL things, and I hope Christ will give me the strength to do even that. Sometimes I have those days where I just have to TRUST that all of the good stuff I learn and read are true...and hope above all hope, that tomorrow will be better.
So when Ben and I went to Ohio, we left Corky with my parents as we do anytime we go on vacation. The only thing different this time was a new member of their family...a big black lab named Lily. I took Corky over there a few days prior to our leaving to make sure the two dogs got along. Things were great and so I decided that he could spend the weekend (four days total) with my parents. My mom reported nothing but good things about everyone...no problems. When we got home we noticed that Corky would only eat his canned food out of his bowl and not eat his dry food...and certainly wouldn't eat his glucose pill. Right before it's time for dinner though, he always manages to go over and eat his dry food and waits for more. Also, Ben's work schedule has changed so he leaves before me in the mornings and Corky isn't used to that. Ben feeds him before he leaves in the morning and when I come downstairs to leave, I'll sometimes catch him eating his dry food because he has forgotten that I'm still there. Once he sees me, he stops eating, slinks over to the carpet and lays on his side acting very pitiful--hoping and waiting for some attention. At first I was concerned about him, but now I think he's just being a brat. This change in his eating pattern doesn't really affect anyone other than making me worry about him. He is still just as playful as ever and nothing else has changed for him aside from his lack of interest in his food...so I guess I'll just let it be.
Well-actually the llama kissed me and sniffed my hair...great times had by all :) Hope you enjoy the slideshows!
XOXO
Ben and I are still in Ohio and having so much fun. I will post more pictures when we get home but here is a taste of the fun :)
