Sunday Post 487

 Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 2753 steps; secondly, John Piper's devotional topic from last night's 'How To Ask For Forgiveness'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Know When To Let Go' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Lasting Joy'. Anyways, events for today?

• Nature called once around 12:45am; I used the pot :P again around 6:10am before immediately falling back asleep with Cowpig since I knew PIG mum would get very noisy exactly one hour later!~

1. Sure enough, PIG mum's noisy a-THUMPING around one hour later awakes me for another pot  :P trip; I've only just swung back  into bed when  she lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly  with just the bra strap  and thew tee before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. Whilst doing so, 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*

• PIG mum returns 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 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 bowl of healthy cereal with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast very lightly spread with some avocado   and hopefully sprinkled very lightly with salt (no idea why PIG mum puts salt on the PLATE but not the bread itself?), one disgusting mug of coffee (to banish the last niggle of headache; phew, I'll not  need to resort to Panadol tonight), 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, 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 car and buckle my own seatbelt (what I do all day). PIG mum tootles us off to church (dad's  the parking usher; I blow  him a big kiss and dad  chucks a salute XD) and parks under the hall, I hall myself up the ramp, use the second cubicle of the normal ladies loo (since both the disabled and the first cubicle have lids closed but horrid PIG mum  wouldn't lift them for me),  wash and dry both hands and then grab my usual spot  @ service  on the most left. PIG mum races back   for the Canto service @ 8:45am. While waiting for service to start @ 9am, Uncle Peter wanders over for a chat and tells me that he ALIKES the cold, the crazy man!! o_O XD
• Yay, I get to stay seated for worship today. I sing everything plus the harmony for three songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
• Speaker today was Reverend Jacob; his sermon topic was 'Put On The Full Armour O God'. Huge thanks to Rosanna who walked behind me once to the loo @ 10am when nature suddenly called; I managed fine by myself (the seat was up but thankfully so was the lid) and knew 'twas the coffee that had sent me rushing to the loo!  But it's gotten rid  of the headache, and I'll not need to resort to Panadol tonight, phew~
• After service ended early and PIG mum collected me, I used the loo again, grabbed a packet of Arnott's bikkies for morning tea and took my usual seat outside the hall. Aunty Yvonne popped over saying she'd not have lunch @ Hungry Jack's today since she and Uncle Stephen are having yuck cha with Jacinta @ Parklands before she flies back out tonight but she'll return in June and then Aunty Cynthia came and said she's back from Melbourne now - and I recognised her!! XD
• Alas, dad made me have Hungry Jack's for lunch with him again. *sigh* I shook a fried chicken burger, but he ate that himself and only got me a Whopper Junior! *sigh&* At least it wasn't a cheeseburger ... oh, I also had exactly ten chips and most of the orange juice.
• Back home, I used the loo for one more tinkle and then walk myself slowly and safely 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 online, I'll use the loo for one tinkle then sit @ the gobbling :P table to read for one hour and wait for PIG mum to gimme some arvo tea.
• Looking forward to watching the Broncos play the Panthers @ 4:05pm!
• Toms: yay for the public holiday! Think I'm seeing Ray Monday morning for some acupuncture and massage and then presuming mother and I'll buy groceries together before coming home for lunch with dearest dad.
• No, wait: Olivia's coming from 9:30am till 1:30pm? Thought I didn't get public holiday support anymore? Wonder what PIG mum'll send us doing ...
• But looking forward to my most important two hours of the day online, reading for one hour and hopefully watching the 6pm news for the 54TH time!
• Wait Daisy's coming from 9:30am till 1:30pm; does that mean she's taking me to see Ray for some acupuncture and massage?
• Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
  Cheersw,
  Em. ^^