Monday, Monday

It's amazing, really, what unintended trouble one can get into when making a casual comment, online, on a Yahoo  list. I mentioned that "nionon" was the Irish Gaelic word for "heaven". Used in the email address and url for this blog. 

And this is a heavenly picture by Chris, of beautiful Red Rocks, CO, I assume.

I was just trying to help out a fellow lister by suggesting names for a project she had completed, and happened to mention the above. Well! Apparently there are Linguists who knit [it was a knitting list]. I was told I was wrong. And, darn it, she may well be right.

My slap down sent me to my books as well as haring off into the google-sphere. I spent eons of time reading and searching and trying to figure out the lineage of said "nionon". I knew where I'd found it, I just didn't know why it was wrong. I ended up having no choice but to assume that the Linguist who said it seems to be a new-age construction perhaps a downright fiction, was after all, correct. Don't ask me why I couldn't accept her word as an expert in language as easily as I'd accepted the word of an author? After all, who is likely to be correct?

Obviously I was attached to it and my perceived idea, as well romance of it all. I think most of us had to wrestle with AOL at one point in email history to find an email name that hadn't already been scooped up. Personally I hated having numbers stuck onto a perfectly pretty name which was the only other alternative if you couldn't find a pristine word [one that hadn't already been used for AOL]. I don't care for numbers, they always manage to ruin my otherwise perfect day.

But, does being a created word make it 'wrong', linguistically? Language changes all the time. New words come into and out of vogue and change meanings. There is already an Irish Gaelic word that mean heaven and it's "neamh". It's not nearly as romantically pretty. After said Lingust had enlightened me I found it, and some other goodies, online in McBain's Dictionary

heaven, Irish neamh, Old Irish nem, Welsh, Cornish nef, Middle Breton neff, now env: *nemos; Sanskrit námas, bowing, reverence; Latin nemus, grove; Greek @Gnémos, pasture: root nem, distribute, Greek @Gnémw (do.), German nehmen, take. Gaulish has @Gnemcton or @Gnemeton, Old Irish nemed, sacellum. Often, and lately (1895) by Prof. Rhys, referred to the root nebh, be cloudy, Greek @Gnéfos, cloud, Latin nebula (see neul); but the Gaelic nasalized èa is distinctly against this, as also is the Breton env (Stokes).

Of course that look up lead to reading a few other words and their meanings located on the same 'page' in McBain's...not sure why I find dictionaries such completely fascinating reading, but I do. 

I had a little giggle over the apparent similarity of "neamh [heaven]" to the following word. I'm sure the similarity is ephemeral as it's probably pronounced completely differently and would not resemble "neamh" when said in 'real' life, but I was amused:  

neimh: poison, Irish nimh, neimh, Old Irish nem, pl. neimi: *nemes-, "something given", root nem-, distribute (as in nèamh)?

nòin: noon, Irish nóin, g. nóna, evening, noon, Early Irish nóin, nóna, Welsh nawn; from the Latin nônahora, ninth hour of the day, or 3 o'clock.

I was told that "nion" was found as a rune, thought to indicate the "ash" tree [meaningful/sacred to the Celts] and that it is most likely a misspelling of "noin", not sure about that. I'd prefer to think of it as a misspelling of the following, although I am not at all sure of the information at the very end of this sentence:

neòinean, neònan:  the daisy, Irish nóinin: "noon-flower", from nòin, noon. Cf. the English daisy for force

So after all that, I'm not going to change my email name or blog url...and the project name Id suggested? It was accepted despite the small kerfuffle this stirred on the list. It was a lot of fun! 

 

Back again

After being away for too long, due to illness, I'm ba-ack. 

I took a look at my son-in-law Chris's photo stream and found even more fabulous pictures, amongst so many of his fabulous pictures, with which to decorate my blog! He has a truly amazing eye. Some of the credit due, I'm told, certainly goes to my younger dtr, his wife, M does a lot of the editing/cropping and computer stuff for him as well as taking some of the photos.

My current favorite is the bird in flight that I put at the right hand side of the blog. I stopped and took a breath when I saw it. Wow! All the way at the bottom is my prior favorite, the wonderful panorama of Denver that they printed for me -- I have it sitting in my FL house and just love it.

Of course it's hard to pick a favorite, there are so many. So from time to time I may change the pictures, or add more.

Amazing

This is the amazing granddaughter "C"!

 

"Amazing" is a word C likes to use. C and her Mom were visiting us in FL. Mom had business in Orlando and we had C for a few days. Unfortunately she had a cold and ran a bit of a fever. But she is a trouper and, like her Mom, she'd rather 'do' things rather than sit around and mope. But f course it did make her feel a bit upset and Mom deprived at bed time. 

We had an adventure picking out a bike while she was visiting us. Got her a very small bike as one can hardly get a tricycle anymore. And she isn't even three yet! Target was the only place I could find an American Flyer tricycle, in pieces, in a box. Whose putting that together?? 

Wallmart seemed to have cornered the market on those ride-on electric cars, yes for kids! They had about 5-6 different styles! And of course when C saw them she pointed and said: "I want a car"!!!!! X-nay, no, no way, uh uh! When I was training with my trainer in CO she told me that in the after school program she runs she's now seeing kids who do not have the lower body strength they should, due to these cars! I always assumed they were pedal driven. They're electric or have battery driven motors. That's crazy.

I reminded C that we were looking for a "bike". And down at the other end of a long line of bikes C spotted THE bike, her hearts desire, "a PRINCESS bike Nana!" she said, pointing excitedly. Ever since C attended a princess themed birthday party she enamored of anything "princess". And so are the manufacturers, there's no shortage of things to choose! C loved the already assembled [Yes!] bike. 

I was surprised at just how fast she 'got' how to ride it. I tried her on it in the store to make sure she could reach the pedals and she started zooming. She wanted to ride all over the store, but since Nana was hanging onto one of the handle bars, I didn't think so! Such a happy kid! She would not even give any other bike a look. I was surprised she passed up the Princess Helmet Set for Elmo's. She looks adorable with in the ensemble: helmet, elbow and knee pads. She knew the rule: when riding the bike must wear all three pieces...I think the helmet will be the only thing to really last. Right now though she loves putting it all on herself, with only a bit of help.

After we got the bike home she glowed as tried riding all over the house! Since I was supposed to follow C and her Mom home and watch DGD we decided we'd try to buy one in CO rather than trying to put it in my car and drive it from FL when I go for the Summer. And we wanted her to have it for her birthday in April. I will send the Helmet, etc., when I get back from this visit to CO.

Yes, C is amazing!

Rummaging around

I subscribe to a few blogs and find them always interesting to look at. I try avoid looking at any if I really don't have enough time - oye! - because, as I blogged yesterday, one thing usually leads to another and another and another...... 

Today I started with Design Sponge which IS a magazine type of blog [see yesterday's post] that offers an always fascinating compilation of links and ad's, all in a 'moderne' vein. That's usually enough to send me haring off rummaging in all sorts of things. Lot's of eye candy here!

I ended up looking through a great art blog, with video's on to how to make luscious things with paper: The Paper Studio

Whoaaa....In one of the blogs, or in a list, or on a link, well, hmm, somewhere I just discovered an great way to avoid the dreaded deadly single sock syndrome...in a new book by Melissa Morgan Oaks, 2-at-a-Time Socks and it sounds like fun. Although I like dpn's --am I mad?-- I'd love to load both socks up on one needle. The reviewers on Amazon swear it's easy to understand, with great pictures and a handy spiral binding which means it lays flat - no small thing in a knitting book! I'm cruising over to www.Amazon.com to order a copy. 

If only I just had time, much more time! There comes an awkward choice -- looking at "how to do stuff," or actually doing it!

I am actually doing a few things. All knitting related. At some point, when I have more knowledge of how to use my Mac, know how to transfer the pictures from my Phone Cam and know how to use Blogger a bit better, I'll be able to show the pictures of my finished projects here. 

I've been wrestling around with a lace Knit-A-Long [KAL] project over at Yahoo Groups: Secret of the Stole ii. 

We start without any picture of the completed pattern. Just like doing a jigsaw puzzle without the picture on the box. Each week we have a new clue, a section of the pattern to knit and a week to knit it in. Besides the surprise factor a big benefit of doing it that way is the deadline. Stops one getting distracted by the latest rummaging in one's stash, knitting books, or rootling around online. The Friday deadline for each section keeps one motivated to keep up. 

I had all sorts of issues with Row 41. I took it out and re-knit sections over and over, counted and re-counted the stitches, read the chart and compared it to the row by row pattern a few times. Walked away, came back and started coloring the chart to take a break. As a result I figured out that I'd completely missed the fact that I had to do an S1, K2tog, PSSO[pass the slip stitch over] smack in the middle. That was problem number one. 

I hit another snag that required me restraining myself from throwing my needles [knitting still on them] across the room. I merely let the knitting pout in my bag overnight...then the next day I took that row out and reknit with nary a palpitation. Over the worst I finished the "first hint." Just in time, as we received another clue on Friday. I started knitting that today.

It's nice to knit along with a group, even if they are virtual. If one does have some sort of problem usually one of the fast knitters has already encountered and resolved it. Of course problems are usually "knitter error"...but occasionally they are pattern error and something someone posts to the group, even indirectly, often turns on a light bulb! The commiseration is always welcome. 

There are prizes along the way and at the end we guess what the theme of the design of the stole or shawl is...that keeps it interesting down to the very last stitch.

Time floats away

This is the most glorious picture, breathtaking really!

I had one of those same moments of hyperventilation this morning. Reading my email, zipping along I started following some links, one thing led to another great blog, after great blog, after interesting link, after link...and then I just couldn't handle it anymore. Heart beating fast, breathing hard, overwhelmed. Where did the time go and how will I ever read all these things? I want to Bookmark ALL of them. Suddenly, it's simply too, too much. 

There's just not enough time in my life to read all those wonderfully written and interesting blogs. Oh, my! That's why we need magazine's, little samplings of same. And I'll bet someone has already started to magazine blogs somewhere in cyberworld. 

Are you as amazed as I at the really high quality of the writing -- and I guess I should really call it "the publishing" -- in the blogosphere? Many blogs offer a clear example of the higher level of education and language usage that I'm constantly concerned isn't usually displayed on the ubiquitous  TV, in newspapers or in daily conversation. It's actually reassuring. Perhaps I've seredipitously managed to miss seeing any sub-level blogging.

One can spend so much happy time reading and thinking in cyberspace. I pick up my head to look at the clock I'm simply shocked at what time it is! 

Time floats away when one is at the keyboard. 

Good Day Fun Day.

Thought you might enjoy another photo of DGD in her favorite Park -- she loves to swing, higher and higher! Fall.07

It was a good football Sunday this past weekend, wasn't it!? I'm a long time fan of Green Bay [Wisconsin] football. Although I've never lived there and really have no reason to be a fan, I've always loved the verve and sheer joy of football that Brett Favre plays with...he's just the most fun to watch on the football field. I was happy he made it so far into the playoff's and sorry to see his team loose. But both games were very enjoyable and the outcome certainly a bit surprising.

A had Monday off this week, for Martin Luthor King's birth day. We started the day out by A riding his bike and me going to the gym to work out with my trainer. It was a nippy, but clear and sunny day. 

We ended the day by going to Best Buy and Circuit City to shop wireless keyboards to use with the monitor we're thinking of hooking the laptop up to. I really wanted a bigger screen as well as the portability of the Mac laptop, this should solve all the problems and be far less costly than getting both a Mac laptop and a large screened Mac computer.  What a vast difference between the stores. No help available at all in Circuit City, an abundance at Best Buy. Lighting and noise level unacceptable at Circuit City, much more tolerable in Best Buy. The music was so loud in Circuit City that we spent very little time there -- not good for business. But then, as A pointed out, we're not the market they're targeting. I would point out that there weren't many people from any type of target market in there! They were all at Best Buy! 

Good day, fun day!

A word today...

Have you discovered Miriam Webster's Word of the Day yet? 

This word's been around for about 350 years, very cool!

apodictic \ap-uh-DIK-tik\ adjective : expressing or of the nature of necessary truth or absolute certainty. 

Example sentence: The apodictic tone of Liza’s writing reflects her complete confidence in the correctness of her statements.