Heylo again, good morning again and please excuse the first post; you know I still get too excited whenever I get to post online before midday. XD Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding only 363 steps (since obviously, I've not left the house yet); secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's - bbl!
Cheers,
Em. ^
Wednesday, December 31, 2025
Thursday Post 566b
Wednesday Post 566d
Good evening again and definitely one final greeting for tonight! Em's final, final plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 1938. Sorry, not quite two grand; sometime next year, I promise! XD Righteo, final, final events for tonight?
- When PIG mum called she'd finished clearing my upstairs bed for my usage, I replied to thanks; be there soon and quickly finished the previous post.
- After hauling myself upstairs, I first visited the end spare room with the sofa bed that mother sleeps in now and took a quick lie down.
- Then I visited Aunty A's room (so called since she chose the room colour but has never slept there XD) before bidding greetings to the upstairs alarm consol outside the parents' room; unsure why I kept remembering 'twas located inside their walk-in wardrobe?
- After going into and out of the walk-in wardrobe then visiting the parents' upstairs unused upstairs bathroom, I had a quick lie down on dearest dad's qeen-sized bed before going to the prettiest room in the whole house: mine! Two DECADES ago, when we first moved in, my dearest dad painted a feature wall blue for me, after I'd griped @ him why was EVERYYTHING (the outside walls, the inside walls, the tiles and the carpet) grey; this house was gonna gimme depression! While PIG mum cleaned up around the area, I lay on my upstairs bed and silently told the cruel and unfaithful God how much I still hated him plus my hopes for 2026. Oh, my first twenty years post won't be twenty years of brain injury but twenty years living here!
- After visiting my upstairs loo for one more tinkle then washing Era in the bathroom next door, I hugged the rail back downstairs then returned online to type this post.
- Which leaves me about one hour to compose and publish my reflections for 2025!
- Toms: HAPPY 2026!! Hope PIG mum helps me up before 9:15am and also hope dearest dad takes mother and I somewhere, although I'm unsure what's open come Jan. the first?
- PIG mum also vaguely recalls I've got support toms although I thought I didn't get support over public holidays? Maybe she'll lemme ring On-Call toms and ask~
- Anyways, cya all next year!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
Wednesday Post 566c
Good evening and probably one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em's probable final, final plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 1702 and secondly, Joni's devotional topic's 'Take Inventory'. Anyways, probable final, final events for tonight?
- After the news ended, I used the loo for one more tinkle and then dad tootled PIG mum and I down to the Glen Hotel for NYE dinner!
- PIG mum then dearest dad went inside to find seats for us; while they were both gone I softly, slowly but most hatefully sang 30% of my newest second-favourite song out aloud, closing the right eye for all the important numbers.
- Dad came back and lemme use Sparkless3 to get inside, phew; we even bumped into our old neighbours Uncle Alan and Aunty Emily!
- Only high tables were available but @ least there were backrests.
- For dinner we shared a burger and a pizza, but no rice. *fret*
- Then we went outside and watched the kids' fireworks @ 9pm; they went for five minutes. My favoourite was the one where a stream of light shot straight into the air then exploded into a dazzling firework!
- Leaving, we bumped into Uncle Allan again!
- Back home, I used the loo for one more tinkle then plopped online to write this post.
- Heading upstairs now to visit the second stoey then will come back downstairs to write my reflections for 2025; maybe cya once more tonight but if not, happy NYE!
- Cheers,
Em. ^^
Wednesday Post 566b
Heylo again, good afternoon again and potentially one final greeting for Wednesday! Em's potential final, final plodding total for today now stands @ 1306. Righteo, final events for Wednesday?
- After publishing the previous post, and reading and sharing my Facebook memories, I used the loo for one tinkle then sat @ the gobbling :P table to read Adam Reynolds' memoirs for one hour and wait for PIG mum to gimme some arvo tea.
- Dearest dad shared his delicious mango with mew! I also munched one plain cracker and drank one huge mug of green tea. While reading Adam Reynolds' memoirs for one hour, forgetting when I reached pg. 222 but reaching pg. 225 @ 4:42pm.
- One more tinkle for me before returning online.
Cheers,
Em. ^^
P.S. All the interesting surnames I saw while watching the 6pm news bulletin (Nine's, read by Lily Greer) for the 247TH time: Lennon (heard), Crisafulli, Balme, Geran, Curr, Campbell, Heagney, Todhunter, Kennedy, Tomasi, Bavas, Shellie (first name), Doyle, Littleprooud, Goldie, Gilchrist, Root, Pocock, Lambie, Dakota (first name), Chanel, Ponting (heard), Warne (heard), Mewis, Torah (first name), Bright, Andreeva, Sabalenka, Dufficy (heard), Osaka, Williams (heard), Carse, Tongue, Mboko, Djodan (heard), Lebron (first name), Kennedy, Khawaja, Powell (heard), Kerr, Price, Thompson, Dutton (heard) Martyn, Copp, Albanese, Katy (heard), Gallagher and Youngberry. Bronte Gildea read the sports report and Garry Youngberry read the weather report from Surfers Paradise. Brisbane was
Tuesday, December 30, 2025
Wednesday Post 566
Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 1054 steps (ha, I'm just over one grand XD); secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'Outfitted And Empowered'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Learn To Delegate' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Resolving To Do Less'. Anyways, events for today?
- Woo hoo, what better way to end 2025 then with my 11TH consecutive awesome sleep last night? , Like the past two days, nature didn't call until 6:10am and after one pot :P trip, 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*
- Mini Pearl and I happily cuddle and snore, me waking once for the pot :P around 7:45am and once more around 9am, shortly before noisy PIG mum begins her daily noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo before returning outside and awaiting Esabel's arrival @ 9:30am.
- Once PIG mum lets Esabel in, she tells Esabel to gimme fifteen more minutes. Mini Pearls nods @ her and then waves her away; after Esabel comes back, I use the pot :P for one more tinkle, we get me kitted and then I head over to the bathroom and brush teeth. That done, I sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era then head out to the gobbling :P table with Esabel, rousing @ her for not eating any breakfast this morning and informing her that she'd better buy herself some breakfast (and me second breakfast XD) when we went out later. XD
- Breakfast is one bowl of healthy cereal with all my usual drugs :P and 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, Esabel smothers my face and both arms with sunscreen then accompanies me back to the bathroom before returning to the kitchen and washing the breakfast dishes up. Over the loo 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 Esabel's car, and she tootles us off to buy groceries from Woolies @ Sunnybank Hills Shoppingtown. Maybe NYE explains why the shops were packed and all the disabled parks were taken? Indeed, Esabel didn't find a park until practically the other end!
But the nicest way to end 2025: WINDOWSHOPPING! :D Since I'm walking with some pain right now, but dad wouldn't lemme use Sparkless3 yesterday (and obviously I wasn't gonna tell Fiona that walking every step hurt while she had C1 and C2 in tow!) PIG mum thankfully lemme use Sparkless3 to buy groceries from Coles and Woolies; I even popped into Daiso with Esabel and practised reading katakana while Esabel bought fake eyelashes!
Less than twenty minutes left, so just briefly:
Came home, showered and had lunch.
Esabel left two minutes early, immediately after the parents arrived home.
Once I've used up the most important two hours of my day online, I'll use the loo for one tinkle then sit and read Adam Reynolds' memoirs for one hour and wait for PIG mum to wake from her long arvo nap and come downstairs to gimme some arvo tea.
Wonder will I watch the 6pm news for the 247TH time/will dad take us down to the Glen Hotel to watch the little kiddies' fireworks?
Will hike upstairs just after 9pm and visit my upstairs bedroom before coming down and writing my reflections for 2025!
So maybe bbl, else cya all next year!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
Tuesday Post 566c
Good evening again and one final greeting for tonight! Em's final, final plodding total for Tuesday now stands @ 5946. Sorry, not quite 6000; next year, perhaps? XD Anyways, final, final events for tonight?
- After publishing the previous post, I continued composing my special blog post about Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day; it's due tonight!
- At 9pm, I walked myself slowly and safely once more to the loo for one tinkle and back, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Must finish my Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day post tonight since toms I've gotta compose my reflections for 2025!
- Toms: it's NYE! The roster says Esabel from Staffing Options will mind me from 9:30am till 2pm but PIG mum's already changed that back to 1pm?
- Unsure will dad invite Aunty Yvonne and Uncle Stephen/the Slams/whoever over for NYE but toms night I'm hiking upstairs and visiting my upstairs bedroom before coming downstairs, writing my reflections for 2025 and staying up to welcome in 2026!
- Anyways, hope everyone enjoys the final day for 2025 toms!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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