Sunday Post 340d

Good evening! Firstly, I've already logged in Sunday's plodding total @ 1630; secondly, Joni's devotional topic's 'Face-To-Face' and thirdly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Made For Each Other'. Righteo, continuing events for Sunday?

• After publishing the previous post, I finish checking my latest event blog post and publish that too!
• Suddenly, PIG mum tumbles downstairs from pigland, immediately boots me offline and gleefully forces me to complete my HEP for her. Thankfully, that means I should get the rest of the evening to myself.
• For arvo tea, I haveta let horrid PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to feed me one yummy banana. I don't really mind because I'm sitting and can fully concentrate, but I do very mind when dearest dad suddenly arrives home from baddy and arvo tea with his mates and PIG mum doesn't let Era quickly finish the banana! >< In the past I've told her she'd better let Era take over the eating when dearest dad gets home because I don't want him to see how pathetic I've become but I guess she just likes showing off to dad how much power she has over me too much. >< *grr*
• After pouring myself one mug of Chinese tea and playing Farm Heroes for awhile, (I passed another two levels! XD) I walk myself slowly and safely to the bathroom, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
• So a nice hot shower for me tonight - I wash and rinse my own hair. 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.  Actually, I'm all done after 13% but happily lean fully against the side rail and water myself for another tinkle before calling PIG mum back.
• After PIG mum dries my back for me, I do everything else. PIG mum doesn't feature again until my AFO straps need doing and shoelaces need tying. Thankfully it's only a once a week stress.
• After drying the toilet seat (I was just hoping to turn around seated and dry it, but no, horrid PIG mum demands I walk over to the seat and bend to dry it coz it's much harder that way ><) I sit for one tinkle, dry inside both ears, wash and dry Era and then walk 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. 
• Toms: fingers crossed PIG mum helps me up... 
• Bet she's got David to come gimme a physio session in the arvo. Since he'll prolly get me plodding on the treadmill and I'll still haveta plod ten laps with Tina, - bbl!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^