:: is wildly amused at the idea that only those things exist which are taught in uni ::

Water Methodman

I didn't hate it, but I do not understand why DH Loves it.

Oh, wait. I think it was The 158-Pound Marriage that I liked so much.

As well as Garp and Hotel New Hampshire, of course.

When I was in college I talked to my parents once a week.

While my mom was still alive I guess I called about once a month? She talked to my sister several times a day.

With my Dad it was usually about five or six times a year.

Dinner tonight: stir fry (maui onions, garlic, tofu marinating in various garlic onion soy stuff, mushrooms, spinach, tiny heirloom tomatoes) over saffron rice.

The thing I like about tofu is the way it looks when it's all in chunks and marinating and it's topped with a neat pile of chopped up green onion and minced garlic.

I am all about mincing my garlic lately. When I first moved to SF I crushed it in a garlic press. Then I was shamed by Jacques Pepin and tried to master thin slices and crushing with the flat of my blade. This sort of worked. But mincing! Get my big knife out and fine slice those cloves and chop them until they're tiny and dripping with garlicky goodness? Oh yeah.

:: is wildly amused at the idea that only those things exist which are taught in uni ::

It's true! Not only is there no Old Welsh, there are no Old Welsh people either. Just a nation of young green grocers and talented singers.

Old Welsh.

At this stage, the use of ll to represent the lateral fricative /ɬ/ (liuit > Llywyd) and dd to represent /ð/ (did > dydd) had not been developed.

Mmmm, lateral frictive.

Of course there's Old Norse. Tolkien was as fluent as any modern human could be. :)

What's the old saw? 7 languages at 7, 21 languages at 21? That's the story about that old man.

hm, it depends. I don't like to call people and my parents are included in that group.

I am Nora in this. I call my mom every other week or so.

Happy birthday, Nora!

I talk to my mom once per week. Usually my dad, too, as they are still together. But he is in a different city while they try to sell their house so he is not around as much.

smonster, I wish I had something helpful to say, but all I got is more smishes.

smishes smonster

Calling parents - I can hardly remember how often I talked to my mom before she got sick, but it wasn't often. She rarely called me, and I only called her on special days. My sister and I, however, now talk almost every day.