Saturday Post 245

Good afternoon! Firstly, my final, final plodding total for Friday’s actually 1962; secondly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding only 616 steps (obviously, I’ve not left the house today) and thirdly, TWFT topic’s ‘Father (1)’. Anyways, let’s start with last night’s events first!

• For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:16pm, I lasted 5:12. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• After the usual dinner, I settled on the couch with dearest Bear Bear to watch Nine’s Friday night football! I didn’t really care who won; neither team last night was one that I particularly cheered for.
• At halftime, I used the loo once then cuddled Bear Bear and watched the halftime show together, also softly, slowly but most hatefully singing 20% of my newest second-favourite song out aloud, closing the left eye for all the important numbers.
• Once the match was over, I used the loo for one more tinkle, noted down my final, final plodding total then hit the sack, rejoicing that Ela got a break from all the usual stuff I usually had to let PIG mum gleefully force her to do.

Today: yay, 5^th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 7:05am, and after one pot :P trip, I spent the ten minutes till 7:15am 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*

• Now @ 3:07pm I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 6:45. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• When PIG mum came to hit me with the eye goo before leaving for her morning’s work, I asked her had she remembered to take painkillers first, and she said she had. After she’d left and dearest dad had retucked the teddies and I back into bed and promised he’d stay quiet so that we could snore in peace, I spent another ten minutes 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*
• The teddies and I cuddle and snore, me waking for the pot :p twice more for the pot :P before Besta arrives around 10am. They both enter my room, dad calling out “Good morning, Em!’ but I remain stock still, face turned away and ignoring them, feigning sleep with Daddy Bear. Besta laughs, repeats the good morning dad said then offers us fifteen more minutes, to which Daddy Bear nods. XD

After counting down my fifteen more minutes, I spend the time until Besta comes back 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!

• When Besta comes back, I use the pot :p for one more tinkle, also telling Besta about my two dreams this week! Besta gets me kitted then we head over to the bathroom where I brush teeth. Thanks to Besta who squirts me some toothpaste; Ela enjoys her official weekly break.
• After using the loo for one more tinkle then washing and drying Era, I head out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast.
• Thanks to dad who left me one whole (not half) an egg and beef omelette sandwich, meaning I didn’t need to search for any morning tea. Also thanks to Besta who cooked the bread yummy and added some cheese for me. I enjoyed my first mug of white tea with two sugars and happily began reading my new book club novel. This morning, I read the book for 1.25 hours, reaching page twenty-five @ 11;15am.
• At midday, Besta took me to the loo for one tinkle. Back @ the gobbling :p table, Besta kindly made me another mug of tea, white and two. Then I rang and chatted with Aunty Lai for almost 7.5 minutes. I then tried ringing Aunty Nga, but nobody picked up, so I just left a message on the answering machine, before reading for another almost thirty minutes. Thanks also to Besta who randomly shared with me one lil chunk of her cold cheese toastie; I told her next time she could use the sandwich press and reheat it!
• Before she left, Besta took me once more to the loo and I did a stinky unspeakable.
• Lunch was one full bowl of the fried rice Besta had cooked for me, plus my third (and presumably final) mug of white tea with two sugars. I rang dearest dad to let him know Besta had left; dad reminded me to tell PIG mum to let him know when she came home from her morning’s work.
• Lunch finished, I walked myself slowly and safely to the loo for two tinkles then online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
• Kim’s coming to mind me from 4pm till 6pm. There’s like zero hope she’ll lemme enjoy one more mug of white tea with two sugars, but hopefully she’ll lemme outta shoelace tying practice and gimme the chance to read for one more hour; it’s only Saturdays that I get the chance to spend a blessed three hours with my nose buried in a book!
• Tonight dearest dad and I are planning to cheer the Socceroos on when they start their World Cup campaign against like France! Hopefully we won’t get flogged TOO badly … XD
• Toms: just church, definitely nothing special. Well, Bible Study’s done for the semester, meaning that I’ll spend a lil time in the morning online before PIG mum comes back and takes me to ESS.
• Oh, actually the special thing can be that EM’s having a farewell luncheon to Hairy before she flies away to Japan!
• Braced for a stressful arvo @ the hands of PIG mum, but hopefully dearest dad will take us out for dinner toms night! Anyways, hopefully bbl, else hope to see everyone @ church toms!

Cheers,

Em. ^^