Tuesday Post 221c

Good evening! Em’s new plodding total for Monday now stands @ 2425. Anyways, continuing today’s events?

• Lol, Aunty Ann tends to have her front door open, meaning she can hear when mother and I approach her house. Usually, she’ll open the door, greeting us, “Hello!” or more specifically, “Hello, Em!” The funny thing is, however, before I get the chance to respond in kind, mother always butts in, “Hello, Ann!” I’ve tried asking her, “Mother, if Aunty Ann greets me by myself first, will you please lemme greet her back before you butt in with your greeting? Immediately adding your greetings to someone who isn’t even addressing you makes you sound kinda desperate.” XD But she can’t seem to understand that, but hey. XD
• After using the loo for one tinkle, I lie down and enjoy a comfy massage. PIG mum’s in her element, of course, yapping incessantly @ Aunty Ann, who’s always kind enough to reply and keep the conversation flowing. Me, I’m just relaxing under Aunty Ann’s firm ministrations and don’t really bother joining the conversation. XD
• Massage over, I use the loo for one more tinkle, sit and drink one mug of water, bid Aunty Ann thanks and bye then head home.
• Score, it’s the second consecutive day where I haven’t had to turn off the alarm! Lol, wish dearest dad would stay on holidays forever. XD
• Back home, I walk myself slowly and safely online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
•  When Carol announces her arrival one minute early, I walk myself slowly and safely to the front door and let her in, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. Actually, I’m rather pissed that dad won’t open the door: he’s just on the stairs! *sigh*
• so a nice warm shower for me – I wash and rinse my own hair today. I also softly, slowly but most hatefully sing 22% of my shorter second-favourite song out aloud, opening both eyes for all the important numbers.
• I have one tinkle before I flip the nice hot water off, get dried, get creamed and have another tinkle. Carol rekits me, and I have one last tinkle when she’s tying Elf’s laces.
• Back outside, arvo tea’s one yummy banana and one mug of white tea. Pity that Carol can’t fing my Troy Games book for me; instead, I read Joni’s memoir for one hour, reaching page 150 @ 5:20pm.
• After watching the sports report, I use the loo once more for two tinkles then sign Carol off with my thanks and byes. She’s not back for one whole fortnight.
• After she left, I happily tootled online until the parents called dinner. Actually, sth funny happened: the phone rang; I answered, “Hello?” A hesitant voice replied, “Err … Emily?” I laughed, saying, “Yup, that’s me! Sorry, who’s speaking?” A relieved laugh. “I’m Uncle Peter.” Obviously he’d been confused whether ‘twas mother or me, and had just picked a name @ random. XD
• When the parents called dinner, I used the loo once for one tinkle then joined them @ the gobbling :P table, walking myself there slowly and safely, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
•  Dinner tonight: rice, lotsa dearest dad’s home-grown hairy melon, about one yummy Chinese mushroom and a lil yummy pork mince.
• Dinner was spooned down with one bowlful of soup, before I walked myself slowly and safely back online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
•  Anyways, I’ve exceeded the PISSY two hours of net time that PIG mum so gleefully restricts me to; I’d best finish watching the final episode of Doctor Doctor season one now! Fingers crossed I can bbl shortly after 9pm following one final loo trip with my final, final plodding total for today, the final, final events for tonight plus what’s happening toms, else wishing everyone a smashing Wednesday!
• Cheers,
• Em. ^^