good afternoon! no plodding total from em yet, coz i think the parents are still dead-set on forcing their poor daughter to go to baddy. argh, but SHE DOESN'T WANT TO GO!!!!!! hmm ... i'm pretty sure PIG mum already knows that, actually, but obviously, she doesn't give a crap. so yeah, no spam count for the weekend from me, either. anyways, what happened today?
-PIG mum dug em up, got her kitted, then made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk out to the gobbling :p table.
-actually, just gimme a few mins first to say heylo to all my online MSN buddies. :P
-i passed my father's day gift to dearest dad with a hug and a kiss, to which he traded me my breakfast, a chunk of ham and egg on toast with a mug of warm milo. i'll admit, i took the opportunity to drink that cup 'incorrectly' because i don't get the chance to on sunday's anymore (no carer, poo poo. ><) and both the parents were upstairs getting changed for church.
-time to go, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><)me walk out to the car. dearest dad tumbled in also, and he tootled us off to church.
- on arrival, i bid a happy hello! to pole's grandparents! remember, i asked them last time they visited, and they gave me permission to call them "grandma" and "grandpa" just like the kwok spawn do. :P
-we parked, then PIG mum gleefully FORCED :(first time) me to walk into the adult's hall.
-i took a seat, and service soon started. PIG mum forced poor em to stand up for the prayer, and also for one song. i chose to sing aloud what i could - em cab't really read canto, remember? :P
-speaker today was donald, interpreter was wells, and donald gave us a sermon on a father and two sons. there was communion afterwards, then PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to the toilet, made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to wash and dry both hands, and made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to take a seat in the morning tea area.
-i got a cup of water-tea, a small slice of bread with a bit of marg, and 2 plain crackers.
-i mainly yakked to lee, who's going to shout PIG mum and i fasta pasta! if that's the case, must remember to ring leanne tonight and have a gloat to her about that. :p oh, yancey came along and i got a hug off her too. :)
-story-telling time! PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk all the way into the little kiddies room, where aunty peggy was just getting a song perfermonance from three or four girls.
-so i told them my story about the matchless pearl, showing them the fake pearl necklace that PIG mum had kindly found for me. thanks to my little volunteer for the day, karen.
-after my story, craft time! so thanks to aunty peggy who helped me hobble/stagger/limp to the table, and today, aunty michelle was making butterflies with us! jacinta stayed behind as her helper, so much thanks to her who helped me with glueing(sp?) stuff down, and aunty michelle who stuck more sequins (sp?) on my butterfly to make it look prettier. we stuck our creations on the wall and aunty peggy says that next week, we can take them home.
-PIG mum came to get me. first, she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to the loo. then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to wash and dry my right hand, before she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to take a seat in the morning tea area, also known as the lunch area.
-but nani? where was em's lunch? :( so much thanks to aunty a who shared with me half a bowl of her salty fish and diced chicken fried rice. also thanks to evan who passed me a slice of some yummy chicken pizza from dominoes. dunno who i should pay for it ... :P
-rehersal time, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk all the way back to the adult's service for our song practice.
-much thanks to jacinta who looked after me during practice, also doctor lee who hung onto ela for me. so we sang and sang and sang. thanks also to quiet dan who got me a chair, so i could take a seat at times.
-rehersal over, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to the 4WD, this time forcing em to buckle her own seatbelt. dear dad tumbled in, and tootled us off home, listening to rush of fools.
-once home, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk inside and forced me to bend awkwardly to flick on the computer switch, then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of friday's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to the computer.
-well, i've finished this post up till now. don't really think i can escape being forced to go to baddy. >< ah well, will be back on later tonight to note down my final plodding total and the spam count for the weekend.
cheers,
em. ^^
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