(“What’s the story?” as Gaeilge–in Irish)
As I mentioned last week, I am in a new Irish class at Gaeltacht Minnesota, with a different instructor, Kia, who does some different things. I have no problem with these, and I think I am adjusting OK. However, some fine-tuning may be needed. Continue reading
On my lunch hour walk I noticed that the thermometer on the TCF building was reading 0oF [-18oC]!
Ballastexistenz is a blog by an autistic person. The title is explained in her about page. I found this via Monastic Musings, the author of which wrote
“I know that she has contributed to my understanding of what it means to be human in a way that no non-disabled person could.”
That is what being one of Tom’s parents has forced down my throat given me: A far greater understanding of what it is to be human, that I could not achieve otherwise. The experience has been, and still is, incredibly painful, but it has made me a better person, and for that I am grateful.
A very cold day, subzero (Fahrenheit) all day long. However, the house furnace works, we have warm clothes, and at least one of our cars will start. That is really enough to get by.
The event of the day was colgaffneyis annual business meeting, featuring elections to the Board of Directors and the adoption of a budget. Continue reading
Tá an lá an-fhuar agus an-tirim, ach chonaic mé ar maidin bogha báistí!
(Today is very cold and very dry, but I saw a rainbow this morning–as Gaeilge)
[Our Irish instructors encourage us to use at least a little of the language every day, and yes, I really did see a rainbow while riding the 260 (a dó seasca) Bus.]
From Hilbert Space to Dilbert Space, and beyond 