hannah ananas

My husband tends to see a certification that isn’t being actively used, and mostly for the purpose of financial gain, as a waste. However, I like to gain certifications as a means of learning for myself. If I have an interest in something and I want to learn more than just a little about it, I like to do genuine training and education in that something and to get a certification for that training. It doesn’t mean I plan or aim to earn money with said certification. For me, the certification is an acknowledgement of my own education and growth. But I think he sees something like that as wasteful.

Which is valuable for me to recognize, as those are two very different viewpoints.

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It feels harder than ever to give feedback to companies. The irony of it all is that, in their refusing to accept feedback, they open themselves up to public defamation – social media is the only option for folks to express their frustrations and needs. And that’s a super stupid plan.

Yet, somehow, the majority of them seem to be following it now. So dumb. Just so dumb.

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I’ve worked extremely hard to do Duolingo lessons every single day for years. I used to be able to have the Duolingo Streak Society icon for my app’s icon on my phone. Tonight, Duolingo removed that feature. Just putting more crap on top of all of the other horrible changes they have made to prove that they are into money way more so than the free education they used to tout. Clearly, their original goal has gone to trash, a lot like the quality of their lessons (this AI stuff has been awful in the lessons). I already have stopped recommending it to most people, and this now has me on the edge of never using it again. It may seem petty, but it really bothers me that there’s a random icon with a towel on its head and cucumbers over its eyes, instead of the one that I earned a few years ago and was proud to see every single day.

I hope the folks in charge of this get diarrhea on their way to work every Monday now until they resolve this.

Post-a-day 2026

Tonight, my husband took our daughter with him on some late-evening errands, after having had her outside with him for an hour or two beforehand. So, I rested a bit at first, then I did some chores, had my dinner, and showered and got ready for bed when I felt ready for it… all on my own. It was awesome.

I wish I could get ready for bed when I truly wanted every night. Got some thinking to do on this…

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Walking around Costco to expend energy not in the heat, my daughter started pushing the cart. My husband even stood on the cart, and she still was able to push it, quite impressively. I shared a video of it, and a friend complimented my daughter’s butt sticker.

I know. It was this huge thing that covered her whole bum and bottom portion of her dress. But what was this sticker in the first place? It was the watermelon perishable sticker, but it had my husband’s birthday on it, so he stuck it to her after she got out of the watermelon bin.

Yes. Exactly.

Haha. Great times together today at Costco.

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Sometimes, we will have a family something at a restaurant. On some of these occasions, my daughter gets fussy and wants to run around instead of sit at the table (and so gets even louder than she was already fussing), and I start to stress about the disturbance.

Oftentimes, though, on these same occasions, another family appears in the restaurant with a screaming child. Which, while annoying in its nature, gives me an immediate sense of ease as I realize that my child is nowhere near that level of disruption and things aren’t actually as bad as I was starting to feel that they were.

Yes, she’s fussing and causing me trouble, and even some annoyance at our own table. But she isn’t actually loud enough to be an overall disturbance in the restaurant. Because that kid over there isn’t even all that bad of a disturbance, yet he is clearly screaming intensely in his fit.

Haha.

So dumb, but so true. It’s always a quick reminder that things are actually totally fine and I can chill. Kids are kids, and I’m not doing a horrible job of parenting, let alone doing so in public.

God, please keep my husband and our daughter and me safe and well and whole. Grant is rejuvenating sleep each night and safe travels always. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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I forgot to take her 18-month photo. I have avoided thinking much about it, but I know that I am deeply upset about it. I’m not sure there really is a remedy at this point. On the day, I forgot until late in the day, at which point I was exhausted. I said that I would do it the next day, and that would be fine. And it would have been. Except that, on the next day, a kid hit my daughter in the face with the corner of a board book and cut her face. So, she then had a cut-turned-scab right next to her nose and eye for maybe a week. By the time it healed, I’d kind of forgotten about the photo. Only remember it again well after the mark had healed, and it already felt too far into the month. So, I avoided thinking about it. Thought of it again yesterday and today, several times. Still trying not to think about it, because I know I’m crushed at having missed it. Because she has been changing a lot lately.

So, I think the remedy is just to do 19 months and to be okay with that.

I’ll sit with that and see how I feel tomorrow.

Thank you, God. Please, keep us safe and make us well and whole. Especially my husband and daughter, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2026

She cries and says, “Mama? Wha yu do?”

“I’m going to bed,” I declare, both exhausted and  frustrated. I am beyond done with this night and with her constantly acting like she’ll go to sleep and then popping up and running off to do yet another something.

Just so tired…

Silver lining is that I didn’t yell at her or curse and scream tonight. So, that’s something very good, at least.

Post-a-day 2026

My daughter wouldn’t go to bed. She wanted to sit with me on my bed. Her sitting turned immediately into nursing, and then straight into playing. She slammed her head into my face while she played. I now light have a black eye. She even stole my ice pack to chew on (since it was one of her ice teether things). My face hurts a lot still. She’s still wide awake and won’t go to sleep. All I want to do is sleep right now. I hate this.

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Why won’t she just go to sleep? Why?(!)

God, guide us and give us good sleep each night, please. Keep us safe, well, and whole. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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P.S. As I finished writing this, she just backed up, face-planted onto the bed next to me, and started acting like she was going to sleep. She doesn’t know what I’m writing, but it certainly seemed like it just now. Haha