Heylo again and please excuse the first post; you know I still
get too excited whenever I get the chance to post before midday . XD firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work
plodding 800 steps (obviously, I’ve not left the house yet) and secondly, TWFT
topic’s ‘Bearing Fruit and Sharing Fruit’. Well, since I’ve got time this
morning, let’s start off with last night’s events first again!
- When dearest dad got home, I quickly used the loo for one tinkle then climbed into the 4WD; dad tootled us off to Samuel’s house for an early dinner!
- When I saw all the houses having stairs (like Kwany’s place), my heart sank but phew, Samuel lived @ ground level. Just two steps to clamber through~
- Ending
@
- Yay, Samuel made rice for us last night! The rice bucket (say ‘farn tong’ in Canto) in me’s satisfied. He also made us three chicken skewers (also with tomato and other green vegetables) each; PIG mum immediately gave one of mine to dad, saying she would too, but she was sneaky and tried eating it for herself! Luckily I saw and reminded her, “That’s dad’s!” XD
- After dinner, dad wandered over to the sofa for a nap, while Samuel put the jug on. Lol, I had to teach PIG mum what ‘put the jug on’ meant but I was happy: that was my second mug of white tea for the day!
- Samuel even made dessert! I wailed when he informed us he’d made puff pastry with hazelnut stuff; Samuel replied, “But I thought you only had a peanut allergy!” For the record, it’s actually ALL nuts, bar cocoNUT, NUTmeg and doNUT. Obviously I’m very preferable to the last one. XD I glowered @ him and sniped that I wouldn’t forgive him unless he gave me some ice cream instead, and just my luck, Samuel really did have ice cream in the house! :D
- We took
our leave by
- Because I’d already enjoyed the entirety of the PISSY two hours of net time that PIG mum so gleefully restricts me to, I just watched episode five/six of The Good Doctor. I’m hoping to have finished Season One by the time season two starts airing early next year!
- PIG mum left me to get myself ready for bed; why I enjoyed that: (1) I got to sit down to pour my nightly half-mouthful of milk and Ela got a break, (2) Ela also didn’t have to hold the toothbrush while Era squirted the toothpaste and (3) Elf got to wear her sock to sleep last night~
- The only
alas was that my awesome streak sleep ended @
Nature calls again around 6:20am ;
after another pot :P trip, I spend the ten minutes till 6:30am beginning a mostly silent chat to Percy the
saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance,
strength and endurance I need to get through today with, giving PIG mum all the
pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her whenever she decided
that only she can be happy and/or satisfied. It doesn't sound very fair, but
she's taught me through her actions, if not through her words, that it's enough
she's happy and/or satisfied, and I guess whenever that happens, I've just got
to grit my teeth and endure. >< *sigh*
- The teddies and I cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking again to use the pot :p when PIG mum startrs a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me not only exceedingly slightly with a bra but a tee because dad’s @ home, score. Then she leaves me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces,
before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth
(poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning
fully against the side rail and continuing
my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me
get through today okay. I find it's exceedingly important to constantly remind
the cruel and unfaithful God that He has no bearing on my good day
whatsoever, that I am perfectly capable of having a good day without Him,
despite Him and apart from Him, because my good day's dependent on my own good
attitude. If only God would remember that ... *sigh* He created the phrase
'live and let live', so why the heck can't He lemme live the free, independent
life that I deserve? Okay, fair enough, we all only deserve death because of
Him, but why can't He just lemme live the life that nearly everyone else gets
to live?? *sigh*
- After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
Breakfast is some plain porridge with one slice of dry
(unbuttered) toast thrown into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P
and one small half-mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, I also spend ten minutes finishing my mostly silent chat to
Percy the saint/angel. Remember, however the cruel and unfaithful God tries to
make my day bad for me, I won't let that affect me because my good day has
NOTHING to do with Him; I'm perfectly capable of having a good day without Him,
despite Him and apart from Him. See, my good day's dependent on my own good
attitude!
- Breakfast finished, I walk myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- When nature called around 10:30am, I walked myself once slowly and safely to the loo for one tinkle and back, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Waiting for Aunty Jo to come take me grocery shopping and for lunch, now! I tried asking PIG mum could I please have one whole meal instead of half and she was like, ask dad.
- Kim’s
coming to mind me from
- Then fingers crossed dearest dad will take PIG mum and I out somewhere for dinner tonight!
- Toms: perhaps expect another pissy plodding total from me? Unless I can persuade PIG mum to take me out to see the new Star Wars movie!
- Aunty
Deana’s coming to mind me for about one hour around
- Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing end to their week toms!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
P.S. At 11:39am I’ve finished one more game of Bejeweled lasting 6:59 . That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and I promise
to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play
again until toms, because I’ve also played two more: one lasting more than
seven minutes and another lasting moire than eight!
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