Good afternoon
and potentially one final greeting for Sunday! Firstly, Em’s potential final,
final plodding total for Thursday now stands @ 1350 and secondly, the potential
final, final spam count for the weekend’s now only six. Righteo, potential
final, final events for today?
- The teddies and I cuddled and snored, me waking twice more for the pot :P before Carol announced her arrival five minutes early. PIG mum must’ve already told her to gimme fifteen more minutes first, coz she didn’t enter and poke my shoulder until after I’d counted my fifteen more minutes down.
- Carol gets me kitted, then we head over to the bathroom, where I brush teeth. Thanks to Carol who squirts me some toothpaste; Ela enjoys an extra break~
- Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for just one tinkle, coming out to the gobbling :P table when I realise I feel like doing a stinky unspeakable.
- Breakfast is two Weet-Bix with milk; thanks to Carol who offered me honey! I didn’t ask, but of course I said yes! Even better, she made me one big mug of white tea sweetened with two sugars and thickly buttered two slicesof toast for me! I’ve gotta say, I much like having breakfast with Carol then with Kim. XD Over breakfast, I also spend 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*
- After breakfast, I go and do a stinky unspeakable, also fully leaning against the side rail and 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!
- Now @
- That done, I plop online for
awhile, and Carol very gently massages Ela till
- Alex and Josh come sit beside me today; when Alex tells me because he’s old he fell asleep before 2019 arrived but the fireworks along the Brisbane river woke him up, I screech @ him, “I’m more than SIX MONTHS OLDER than you but I stayed awake for the countdown, Alex lamely gives the excuse, “Yeah, but you’re young @ heart.” Then we both crack up. XD
- Yay, I get to stay seated for worship~ I sing everything I know, plus the harmony for two/three songs, but like every other week, mean absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
- We’ve some guest speaker today; presumably Pastor Chris is still interstate. His sermon topic was sth like The Incredible Saviour.
- After using the loo once more, PIG mum tootles mevoff for lunch @ the Warrigal Square Maccas with dearest dad. We both have the five dollar cheap lunch deal; the yummy chicken McFeast today. I happily read The Sunday Mail until PIG mum says eat lunch; after I’ve wolfed the burger and chips down, I continue reading the paper.
- Before going home, PIG mum and I buy a box of cheap tissues from Woolies.
- Back home, I use the loo for one tinkle then walk myself slowly and safely online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- It’s nearly 4pm; expecting PIG mum to tumble downstairs from pigland and gimme a stressful arvo any minute, now … *sigh*
- Dad had better take us out for dinner tonight! Although obviously, I’ll get piss little. *another sigh*
- Toms: perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me? Pity that PIG mum’s got Alyssa back giving Ela OT; I would’ve though I had physio to endure physio first again, not occupational therapy!
- But hopefully she’ll have left
by
- Tina’s coming to mind me from 12:30pm till 3:30pm; hopefully PIG mum’ll allow us out for lunch together then send us grocery shopping @ Woolies, else I don’t see how I’m gonna pass 1000 steps toms …
- But hopefully I can watch Nine’s
- Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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