Sunday, September 8, 2019

Sunday Post 290c


Good evening again and probably one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em’s probable final, final plodding total for Sunday now stands @ fourteen. Righteo, probable final, final events for Sunday?

  • Back inside, after she fed me one spoonfuls of passionfruit I had to let her gleefully force poor Ela to feed me one juicy pear. I didn’t mind too much, coz I was sitting and could fully concentrate. It’s was just annoying how she had to turn that into a posture exercise, too. Still, I’m proud f myself that I finished all those stupid exercises for her before dearest dad got home, meaning she didn’tget the chance to show him how much power she has over me, ha.
  • Once arvo tea was done, I walked myself slowly and safely to the bathroom, rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
  • So a nice hot shower for me – I washed and rinsed my wn hair today. I also softly, slowly but most hatefully sang 20% of my shorter second-favourite song out aloud, opening both eyes for all the important numbers. Actually, I was all done after14% but happily leaned against the right side rail and watered myself for another tinkle before flipping the nice hot water off.
  • After PIG mum dried my back, I dried and rekitted myself. She helped with absolutely nothing bar Elf’s AFO straps (I do the lifting and knee bending) and both laces.

After lifting the toilet lid, I sit for one tinkle, dry inside bth ears, wash and dry Era then walk myself slowly and safely back online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 

  • When the parents say dinnertime, I use the loo for one more tinkle then climb into not the 4WD but the Kwok’s Tarago! Since they’re holidaying overseas, dad took their car for a spin lest the battery run flat.
  • Despite me asking dad could we please eat Chinese for dinner, dad decided we’d dine @ the Sunnybank Sports And Community Club.
  • Tonight Mr. Michael was there, but not his buggy! I asked him where’d it go; he shrugged and replied it’d broken down.
  • Two meals between three people meant I really only got just over two full mouthfuls for dinner, but hey. *sigh* The roast beef I thought was too dry but the Hokkien noodles were nice!
  • On the way out, I said bye to Mr. Michael and asked him since I walk like I’m tipsy, can’t he pease carry me back out to the car. Michael replies sure, then ducks into another room and PIG mum hurries me away. XD
  • Before heading home, dad pulls into the kwok residence and we switch back to the Camry.
  • Back home, I use the lo for one more tinkle then walk myself slowly and safely back online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
  • Toms: instead of Alyssa coing to give Ela a session of OT, I’m seeing Dr. Vu for my once yearly eye checkup!
  • Other than that, perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me, unless Tina takes me grocery shopping when she minds me fromlike1pm till 4pm.
  • Fingers crossed I can read for one hour and watch the entire Seven’s news 6pm bulletin!
  • Righteo, hope everyone has a smashing week ahead!
    Cheers,
    Em. ^^

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