Feels Like Being a 50s Housewife

I was quite productive today...in a domestic sense.

I went to my four hours of classes today, then came home and had lunch. Then decided to stick in some laundry. Which made me sweep. And wash all the dishes and counters. Then I felt like making cookies. I did my Celtic Civ homework while deciding on a recipe, then cooked supper and made raspberry thumbprint cookies. I had no eggs or chocolate or oatmeal, so that was the best thing I could do under the circumstance. I'm trying not to spend any more money this week, so I had to improvise a little. They came out great, though, I have to say. I'm definitely pigging out on them for lunch tomorrow.

On my walk to school today I saw a loon where the swans normally are on the River Corrib. I watched it for a while and thought of Canada.

Irish class today was quite fun, surprisingly. The professor, Daithi, explained that the airline I took to get over here (Air Lingus) gets its name from the old Irish "air linn gus," which basically translates to mean "a strong leap in the air." I feel like I'll be on a giant leaping goat or something when I fly back home.

After finishing the lesson, which are becoming more and more informal, Daithi started to tell us a traditional Celtic myth. He would say a couple lines in Irish, then translate it for us (or just do the motions with it like charades). He's going to start up where he left off next week. It was quite fun--and funny. I wish I could record him speaking: he has a British accent in English but speaks fluent Connemara-dialect Irish. Awesome.

Besides that, classes were the same as usual. I only have two tomorrow, and I'll also get certified to climb on my own tomorrow, and otherwise I'll just sit around the house and do work or go for a walk or something.

So for now, good night!