GOOD AFTERNOON! twft TOPIC IS 'TIME, MAKE THE MOST OUT OF IT!' (sorry, shrieking. ><) and still no plodding total from em. >< anyways, chrissy should arrive in thirty mins or so (if she's on time :P) so let's get started on today's events!
-firstly, thanks to PIG mum who passed me a mug of water - which i was very careful to hold 'correctly', of course - last night before i hit pig land, coz i was that thirsty! i guess they put lotsa salt into my bowl of noodles last night.
-when dearest dad got up this morning, i swung myself around to use the pot :P once. back in bed, i tucked ela's little thumb in for some more sleep, then cuddled emperor egg :P and snored my head off. :P
-later, when PIG mum poked me up, i swung myself over to use the pot :P again. only i felt like doing a stinky unspeakable, so much thanks to PIG mum who wheeled me in, handed me a mug of water to drink - which i was very careful to hold 'correctly', of course - and helped me wipe afterwards. i washed and dried both hands, pushed myself over the loo for one more tinkle, then PIG mum rolled me back to my room.
-i got kitted, before PIG mum made me walk out to the gobbling :P table.
-breakfast was two yummy weetbix with half a dab of honey.
-PIG mum made me walk out to the car. today, she gleefully forced poor em to buckle her own seatbelt all day, and we also listened to ... what's his name? that christian singer that aunty katherine gave me his disc to for my birthday/last christmas. chris tomlin, i think. yeah, we listened to him all day.
-PIG mum made me walk into vedelago. i took a seat and browsed a woman's weekly magazine and waited for my go.
-only i needed to pee! so PIG mum told helen, who kindly let us out the side and back, to the disabled toilet. of course, there being a bar there, PIG mum of course forced poor em to dak herself. then, i washed and dried both hands as PIG mum used the loo herself.
-helen let us back in, and i got to sit in an armchair! complete safety, for thirty minutes. :)seems like i only get this luxury once a week, here at lesley's. oh well.
-so i started bell ringing. during that half hour, i sang both my favourite and old second favourite songs in my head once, opening my eyes for all the important numbers. think i rang 1748 bells; trust PIG mum to jeer at me that i'd managed more last week. but lesley says i have her permission to be brain dead for the rest of the day! :P
-anyways, PIG mum took me to the loo once at maccas. again, no guesses as to who forced who to do the dakking. then i went to wash and dry both hands, before taking a seat at the table.
-PIG mum returned with a bacon and egg wrap with a small orange juice for me. i think this must be the FORTH week in a row where she's refused to buy me one whole hash brown for me to eat. ai, whatever. as long as she's happy/satisfied, i'm sure i'll survive.
-so we ate away, and browsed the day's courier mail.
-time to get going, PIG mum made me walk out to the car and tootled me off to unique physiotherapy for my torture session. ><
-she made me walk in; vincent the physio met us at the door and Forced me to walk the rest of the way in.
-i did: lotsa ela exercises, then just walking from one plinth to the other. i finished on just standing on elf ten times; i had to hold erf up in the air.
-vincent the physio Forced me to walk out. i sat down; thanks to the elderly gentleman sitting beside me (he can walk, lucky man) who passed me a woman's weekly magazine to browse.
-PIG mum came for me, made me walk back out to the car.
-surprisingly, she said yes to taking me out for lunch at that chinese BBQ restaurant on warrigal road! i wonder, did she already know in advance that it'd already be closed? but then she refused to buy me a pork salad roll for lunch, and just tootled us home. i let erf sit sideways coz this was my last car trip for the day.
-back home, a loo trip. no guesses as to who gleefully forced who to do everything.
-lunch was two yummy battered fish fillets with almost as much mayo as i would've liked. too bad at PIG mum who came and snatched the squeezy bottle away. meaniepoo. :( also, the milk i drank - 'incorrectly', BTW, took lotsa effort! that is, PIG mum made me to walk to the fridge, get the milk out - i'd better be holding the carton 'correctly', too!- then era held onto the mug 'correctly' as PIG mum gleefully forced poor ela to hang onto the carton, then era had to open the milk 'correctly', then she had to hold onto the mug 'correctly', then PIG mum gleefully forced poor ela to pour out my cup of milk. as if that wasn't already enough, PIG mum continued to force poor ela to hang onto the carton, then, after i'd walked back to the fridge and opened the door, PIG mum gleefully forced poor ela to place the milk carton back inside the fridge. then, she made walk back to the benchtop, grab the milk - 'correctly', again - then walk back to the gobbling :P table. still, i haven't a clue what i did to piss off PIG mum, she not only SLAPPED me REALLY HARD across the face, she started on her usual tirade, threatening to force me out of the house, etc. etc. etc. but i finally got to sit down and enjoy my lunch. :)
-grr ... chrissy's already seven minutes late. ><
-then, daniel wan arrived! he kindly let me quickly gobble up the rest of my lunch, before we started work. first, the soccer drills. that went for ... hmm ... i've forgotten, but i've written that down, so i'll grab them tonight then come back online to finish today's blog post, okies?
cheers,
em. ^^
P.S. argh, chrissy's seventeen minutes late now - that's a record, even for her!