Author: hannah.ananas

Practicality

We went to a wedding. I brought a Tupperware-type container for my leftovers, in case I wanted them. He told me, ‘We are not doing that,’ when I mentioned to him that I had a container in the car. I said, ‘Okay…’

They started packing up the buffet. I told him so. He ran to get a bit more food for himself, and asked if I wanted anything else. I said that I wanted a bit more green beans and mac ‘n‘ cheese.

He tells me there is no more mac. I say I just want some green beans, then.

He comes back a few minutes later with an actual to-go styrofoam meal container, half mountain-ed with green beans and half mountain-ed with chicken.

…..

Uhmmm…. Okay… but we are doing this??? 😛

Ridiculous. Haha

He said that they just kind of did it, when he had asked for more green beans – put it in the to-go container, I mean. And then they said, ‘Well, that’s now enough. You want some chicken?’ And they started adding chicken before he could do anything else about it. So, he was surprised by it all, too. Haha

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“Ouch! Leave it!”

Anyone else out there think that acne would have gone away after high school and college?? And anyone else out there find that not to be what happened for you?

I mean, it’s not like it’s really bad or anything – nothing like middle school and high school – but come on… must we really still deal with this nonsense? What have we messed up in our diet and fitness here? Seriously, what? Taking care of and honoring my body has little to do with it, it seems, and sweating has almost everything to do with it. Give me one afternoon in a muggy place, and I can almost guarantee that I will have at least a little bit of acne just about everywhere that got touched/rubbed during those muggy hours.

Ugh… oils and junk. Just eww, sometimes.

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Oh, joy! I sing to thee!

And the piano progress continues! Tonight, he asked me to show him something new or else something to do differently with that four-chord progression (CGAmG). So, we talked about sheet music! He had played clarinet back in school, so he still somewhat remembered how to read treble clef, though he didn’t even know how I knew it was treble clef… 😛 Nonetheless, he may or may not have ever used bass clef, but he learned the notes in it on the piano tonight!

Note: He is not a fan of having to hit middle C with the left hand. Too far up, he says. Wait until he gets into music that actually has a load of ledger lines up in the middle! 😛

I pulled up easy “Ode to Joy” sheet music for him and showed him how to go through one clef at a time, and then how to start to put it all together slowly, but surely. And he played for an hour+ tonight, working on that piece and taking a mental test a bit to play around with the four chords for about five minute somewhere near the end. He’s doing an awesome job, and it really seems like he really likes it. I am so excited both for the now and for the future with this!

Thank you, God, for this wonderful blessing of a man and of music. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Music

And so it happens that he plays piano now. I heard him playing around with some keys as I exited the shower tonight. I asked him why he stopped once he had, and he smiled in slight embarrassment, and said because he hadn’t known what he was doing. I got him back over to the piano, and I explained some basics, and then showed him the basic C-G-Am-G chord progression and how to play with key strokes and rhythms within it – all white keys!! – and set him loose. He was practically fighting me at first, suggesting that he would be terrible and his hands are too clumsy and blah, blah, blah… Now, he has been going for almost half an hour, and it could be music he’s reading for all I can hear. He’s doing an amazing job already, and I’m thoroughly enjoying listening to him play, not simply because he’s the one doing it, but because it is actually enjoyable music and playing. Thank you, God.

We certainly shall have a house filled with love and music. Thank you, God, for such a wonderful blessing. Amen.

Update: He played for over 45 minutes, and I think he only stopped, because he was just so darn sleepy from a very long week this week and day today.

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Nerves

The test is tomorrow. I both am decently ready and feeling utterly unprepared. I still must create a kata, and I must actually properly practice the other four I am supposed to know well by now… taking so much time off did not help me with these, that’s for sure! Which makes sense as to why I don’t know them so well right now. And that’s okay. It’s a baseline from which I get to progress immensely over the next several months, as I pursue the black belt that I might be given one day to wear as my own.

For now, though, I have a silly yet exciting kata to create to a silly song my brother created the other day on his guitar, and some revision to do, all in the morning tomorrow. Yippee!

Thank you, God, for this oddly-set-up, wonderful opportunity. Amen.

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Moving on up

And so it is that the bedroom feels much more like a bedroom now. Not that it didn’t before feel like a bedroom, but that it now feels like a bedroom that could be my bedroom… one in which I actually could want to live and sleep and dress and all. No, it certainly isn’t complete, of course, but the bulky furniture is swapped out for things that fit much better and leave loads more space around the bed; the dark shag rug is gone; and the floors and baseboards have all been wonderfully cleaned. It is an awesome move for today, and I am incredibly grateful to have gotten it all done. Now, I am absurdly wiped and must sleep. Asap. Goodnight.

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The bright side

Well, the house only slightly smells like smoke now, and I almost don’t notice it, even when I’ve been outside for a while and walk back inside. Coolio. And I get to go to bed at a somewhat decent time tonight. Thank you, God. And thank you, God, for helping that get sorted out. And thank you, God, for giving us the tools and will and ability to work through all of this together, such that we leave a super sucky situation like last night actually in the past, complete, and step forward empowered together and individually in our relationships to ourselves and with one another. In gratitude, I pray. Amen.

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Saturday

And then, just as you are about to watch a movie together for once, enjoying the evening spent relaxing together on the sofa, he tweaks his back and suddenly can’t move or breathe deeply without immense pain. And chiropractors aren’t open until Monday… At least we weren’t planning on getting a whole lot done tomorrow, almost all of which requires full physical movement abilities…oh, wait… yes, that’s exactly what we were planning to do…

Ugh…

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