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[kittydesade]

The word 'clann' - children of family
e.g. Tá clann mhór acu. They have a large family.

After beirt and triúr and other numbers referring to people clann takes the form clainnen (remember that beirt causes lenition.)

Tá beirt chlainne againn. We have two children.
Tá triúr clainne ag mo dheirfiúr. My sister has three children.

The word clann is also used when referring to sons or daughters collectively, as follows:

a mhac, a chlann mhac - his son, his sons
a hiníon, a clann iníon - her daughter, her daughters

Mac is lenited after clann, which is a feminine noun.

A) Líon isteach na bearnaí/Fill in the gaps
1. Seán: Dia dhuit, a Mháire!
Máire: Dia is Muire dhuit, a Sheán!
2. Tomás: Conas tá tú, a Shíle?
Síle: Go breá, conas tá tú féin, a Thomáis?
Tomás: Tá mé go maith

And now there's a diagram I'm supposed to assign names to people, but for the purposes of this I guess I'll just translate the paragraph. Ulp.

Is é Dónall an t-athair, agus is í Áine an mháthair. Tá siad pósta le tríocha a cúig bliain. Tá beirt mhac acu, Eoghan agus Mícheál. Níl siad pósta. Tá iníon amháin acu, Muireann. Tá sí pósta le Pól. Tá beirt chlainne acu, Sinéad agus Brian.

Donald is the father and Anne(?) is the mother. They are married thirty five years. They have two sons, Eoghan (I have no idea how this is transliterated. Evan?) and Michael. They are not married. They also have a daughter, Marianne(?). She is married to Paul. They have two children, Sinead (still not trying) and Brian.


I had all the productive yesterday. More words chunked out on my Nano, on my mecha vengeance porn BigBang Mixup, one Yuletide story almost finished and one I made a false start on, then picked it up again and the second time it worked better. That one, I think, is a five scene one and I haven't even finished the first scene, but that should be finished this weekend. Still the fastest I've ever gotten my Yuletide stories out! Then off to beta, then posted. Then more pinch hits. Om nom nom.

Cold today. Cold enough that I kind of wonder if I'm getting stiff in my old (hahahaha) age or if I just didn't stretch out enough the other night. Probably the stretching part. I also made the foolish mistake of trying to up my reps per weight set to 25 which my body quickly told me was foolish, oops. So, maybe in a week or two then.

My schedule is all base over apex argh. I need to develop more discipline for just such occasions like this one, when I don't actually have a solid work week. I have my routines, I just need to, ahem, follow through on them. Crap. On the other hand, I don't think I actually have a break in routine like this anytime soon after this week, so there's that. Unless it's a three day weekend break. Ponder. Eh, I'll figure that out when it gets here, there's still a number of weeks left before Christmas and New Year's. On the plus/mercenary side, I did talk to Mom and my family is giving me money for Christmas, which is nice since I didn't have much in the way of things I wanted. At least, I don't think I did. Oh, that actually means it's probably time for another wish list, since I have a bookmark of that. Hah!

Wish list:
These earrings, which do seem to still be there.
An earring tree to put them on.
Hip Holster
Blue canary (for the outlet. by the light switch.)
sweatpants
sweaters