Sunday Post 465

 Good afternoon! Unsure how many steps I've been hard @ work plodding today yet coz silly Wally's fainted from low battery and needs recharging but John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'Give Reasons To Be Fearless', TWFT topic's 'He Will Do It Again!; Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Loving Like Jesus' and the spam count for today's only one. Anyways, events for today?

• Aww my awesome sleep streak ended this morning @ 12:45am when nature called; noisy PIG mum awoke me again to relieve myself when she started a-THUMPING noisily around upstairs and after one pot :P trip I immediately fell back asleep because I knew for certain that PIGF mum would get very noisy again one hour later!
• Like clockwork, @ 7:20am PIG mum's noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs awakes me for another pot :P trip, after which I spend ten minutes 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* 
• At 7:30am, PIG mum lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with not only the bra strap but the tee (since dearest dad's still @ home) before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. PIG mum comes to help with absolutely nothing bar both shoelaces and Elf's AFO straps before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth. That done, I sit over the gobbling :P table for one tinkle, wash and dry Era and then walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over.

• Breakfast is one of those pork floss buns PIG mum baked last night! I helped too: when she was yapping @ Uncle Colbert last night, I took one sough ball from under the cloth, rolled him ball-shaped, used the rolling pin to flatten him out and then added two whacks for good measure. XD I also pop all my usual drugs :P and drink one full mug of water. Over breakfast, 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*
• After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely back to the loo, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully 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!
• After washing and drying Era, I climb into the backseat of dad's 4WD and he tootles me off for my first-ever para table tennis competition in somewhere like Wynnum!
• Very unimpressed on arrival: there are like twelve hugw steps to hike up! Even worse, once I got up, dad wouldn't lemme sit back down and instead had me walk all the way into the playing courts. >< *sigh*
• I guess the only consolation was that there was chocolate cake! There weren't any disabled toilets but dad walked with me to the mouth of the normal ladies' toilets and I managed fine.
• Lunch was disappointing: for four bucks I only got 2.5 slices of pizza! >< *sigh*
• My first match was against Jo, the high-functioning downs syndrome girl and I managed to win the first set! Only she rallied to take out the second and third sets and thus win the match.
• Dunno who the next girl was, but she was pro and wiped me out in straight sets.
• For the final match, I was against some boy, maybe Kim's son? I won the first set but he won the second; before we played our third and deciding set I told him surely you've heard of the phrase ladies first? You'd better lemme win! And I did, prolly coz dad taught me to play more aggressively! XD
• After that come doubles! I paired up with this really nice Italian guy but I've already forgotten his name. XD
• By then, dad was in a hurry to leave coz he wanted to go play badminton and eat arvo tea with his mates. I went first to say bye to Kim who said oh, we've not held the awards ceremony yet and just gave me my 3rd placed ribbon! I'm obviously in the lowest division and I bet there were only three competitors @ my level, hence the third placing. XD
• But that's still worthy of celebration; looking forward to our once-weekly dinner out together!
• Toms: Rebecca's minding me from 4-6. PIG mum should take me out for walkies somewhere toms morning since I've gotta complete Monday's HEP task.
• Think I'm seeing Aunty Anna for some massage and acupuncture toms arvo? Bet PIG mum's simply DYING to yap ceaselessly @ her. XD
• Hoping I can watch the 6pm news bulletin for the 66TH time!
• Anyways, hopefully bbl else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^