Sunday Post 366

 Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 1872 steps; secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'Preach To Yourself'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'The Bottom Line On Money'; fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Remember In Prayer'; fifthly, the spam count for the week's actually twenty-three and sixthly, the spam count for the weekend's only one. Anyways, events for today?

• Yay, awesome sleep last night! I snored soundly with Pijum all the way until 7:05am, when awoken by PIG mum beginning her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs; before I had the time to awaken sufficiently to realise I needed to relieve myself, PIG mum had already come downstairs and let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo! 
• PIG mum helped 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 back to finish with absolutely nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth. 
• That done, I sit over the loo 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  half a bowl of plain porridge with one chunk of crusty garlic bread that dad's client gave  him, yum! I also drank one full mug of water, popped all my usual drugs :P and 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 PIG mum's 4WD and buckle my own seatbelt. She tootles us off to church, parking outside the downstairs hall. I hike up the ramp, use the disabled toilet once by myself even though the toilet seat was up and grabbed my usual spot for service.
• Yay, I got to stay seated for service today~ I sang everything, plus the harmony for two songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
• Speak today was Uncle Peter Leung (I'm feeling loved, coz before service began he wandered around and said hi~) and his sermon topic was War From The Inside. Turns  out he's actually deaf on one side!
• After service, I used the  disabled toilet once more, grabbed a packet of bikkies and asked Reverend Samuel's position to sit down @ the table he'd just vacated.
• After sitting down and checking my mobile, only then did I realise that today was his BIRTHDAY! Dad and I both sang him the Happy Birthday song~ Aunty Happy also came over to say hi!
• Once PIG mum left for her social gossip and coffee very informal 'fellowship', dad took me to the Rochedale Hungry Jack's for a spot of lunch. I shook a $3 BBQ cheeseburger and choc shake, score! Dad had his Whopper and Coke; he also bought a packet of small chips and I nibbled a phew. Unsure how his deal also came with a small choc sundae but he wouldn't even lemme slurp one *whole* spoonful, sheesh ...
• Back home, I use the loo for one tinkle and then walk myself slowly and safely back online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over. 
• Once I've used up my most important two hours of the day, I'll use the loo for one tinkle and then head down to the gobbling :P table. Hopefully PIG mum'll feed me some arvo tea and maybe I can read for one hour!
• Toms: my once-yearly eye test @ Bupa Optical! Only PIG mum says Bupa recently contacted her saying Daniel's not available but somne other guy (Wilson? Winston?) will gimme the eye test instead.
• Actually the roster says Rebecca's coming from 9-2 and I just remembered that toms arvo I'm not seeing Aunty Anna for any acupuncture and massage coz she's gone cruising! 
• Looking forward to spending my most important two hours of the day online, fingers crossed for the chance to read for one hour and maybe I'll even get to watch the 6pm news bulletin for the 115TH time!
• Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^