I've kind of had a bad attitude this week....an by kind of, i mean actually.

I could blame being in a funk because the husband has been gone, and it does kind of throw me off.  But, really I just haven't been seeing the big picture.  I've been too busy worrying about my own scene.

And after working all day and then coming directly to church to paint cardboard murals all night I've had a bad attitude about VBS.  I've seen my negativity spread by my little grumblings. 

Then I just now saw an update on the blog from the husband's mission trip.  Check it out.

Thats the husband with some other members of the team doing a skit.  And I read about the work they've been doing.  It just puts all the cardboard painting and crazy VBS planning into perspective.  I may have my opinions about this project being to big or that one being to small or how we could do it all different.  But really....really....it doesn't matter.  None of the sets and cardboard painting matter one bit.  We're doing it for the children.  This week I've joked with a sarcastic tone as I drag myself into the church building that "I'm doing it for the children."

But if me taking some extra time to paint a mountain or repaint a mountain 10 times gets a kid to come because it looks cool inside the church...then thats all that matters.  So ya, we're doing it for the children.  We work in community for those kids.  Its the best way I can spend my time.  I can just let my own scene go...quit worrying so much about my own time.   

And I love this pic from the husbands trip....the kids with the parachute.  Kids love that parachute all over the world.  Children are children.  They need to laugh and be loved on.  I'm glad the husband is away doing just that.

I took Colby cat into the clinic this morning for his summer shave down.  I just got a call from my Dad to inform me that Colby is now 30 lbs!  I thought we had made so much progress from a few years ago

oh my crap!  I've watched enough TV to know that whenever there is a show about a morbidly obese person, they highlight the enabler.  The parent or spouse or sibling that keeps bringing the morbidly obese person food.  Because the obese person isn't getting the food on their own.  They have to be lifted out of the house with a crane.  Its the horrible enabler thats helping them be obese....because they love them?  They always say they love them, and those of watching at home just shake our heads.  We say how can they not see this terrible pattern of co-dependency.

See!  thats me!  I'm Colby's co-dependent enabler. 

Looks like we're going back to kitty fat camp.  And I'm going to "stop being so indulgent with your fat cat camp"

but look how cute......

who loves him more than me?  who knows him more than me?  ahhhh....enabler!

I feel like I'm about to be on a special "Intervention" episode for Animal Planet