Potentially one final greeting for Friday! Em’s potential
final, final plodding total for Friday now stands @ 1944; oh, hopefully I’ll
have cracked 2000 before the night’s out! Righteo, potential final, final
events for Friday?
PIG mum came back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces,
before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom to 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.
- Now @
Over the usual 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 turn the alarm on, climb into the 4WD and wait for PIG mum to tootle us off to Patsy’s place.
- We start the day listening to 97.3FM; of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day and today, Era helps Ela stretch for forty-five minutes before Ela opens and closes her palm @ least 200 times, holding each for a count of five.
- Think Patsy lives around Daisy Hill/Springwood? There’s some confusion after reaching her place about how we’re getting there coz nobody’s home, but luckily I hear PIG mum’s mobile ringing coz it’s Patsy and she thought PIG mum had said Ann, not Em!
- But she comes back from wherever she’s gone and picks us up; during the drive to the funeral place, she gets exasperated with PIG mum and tells me to ’use your bad leg and kick your mum up the bum’! Elf will do that tonight with pleasure, indeed! XD
- At the funeral place, both PIG mum and I use the loo once then I grab a seat to the most left. There are like little chunks of black foam in front of the seats, and I ask PIG mum, are they for standing on? She replies no, for kneeling!
- Two fathers/pastors/priests/whatever they’re called, lead the service. I haveta stand three/four times for prayers/scripture reading/whatnot but have the seat in front of me to hold on. I just wonder why the officiating guy flicked water from like a paintbrush with spaghetti-like bristles before the service began?
- Turns out Margaret was only sixty-two; she actually passed peacefully in her sleep last Saturday.
- After the service, Patsy drove us back to her place where PIG mum had parked the 4WD and she tootled us back home. Dearest dad was already home, meaning lucky PIG mum got let off from turning the alarm off, huh.
- I walked myself slowly and safely back into the gobbling :P table, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Lunch was another bowl of tasteless leftovers and washed down with one mug of oolong tea.
- After taking my bowl over to the sink, 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.
- At
- On arrival, I use the loo once for one tinkle, bid the failure popcorn light greetings then lie down for some acupuncture and massage. PIG mum’s of course in her element yapping unceasingly @ QRay; my grateful thanks to him for always replying and keeping the conversation flowing.
- Afterwards,
I use the loo once more for one tinkle before bidding ray cya later; we’re
leaving for
- Back home, I walk myself slowly and safely online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- When Kim
announces her arrival one minute late, I walk myself slowly and safely to
the front door and let her in, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful
God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. Turns out
she was stuck in traffic along
- So a nice warm shower for me – I wash and rinse my own hair today. I also softly, slowly but most hatefully sing 20% 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 warm water off, mostly dry myself (thanks to Kim who kindly helped me dry my back, both legs and Era), mostly rekitted myself (again, thanks to Kim who kindly helped me cream my back, both calves and Era) then mostly rekitted myself (thanks to Kim who kindly hel;ed me with Erf’s sock, Elf’s AFO and both laces). Then I use the loo for one more tinkle, dry inside both ears, wash and dry Era then walk myself slowly and safely back out to the gobbling :P table, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Arvo tea’s the yummy custard bun I’d bought with Kim yesterday; thanks also to Kim for one mug of white tea sweetened with one spoonful of honey. Happiness was getting to read my illustrated HP3 for one hour! As for Kim, after she cleaned the bathroom, she very gently and very sporadically massaged Ela for about sixty-five minutes while watching her @YouTube clips.
- At
- I’ll
not see Kim again until after I get back from
- Toms:
expect a super-pissy plodding total from me, coz I’m not going out. Besta’s
coming to mind me from
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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