o far, I haven’t been living up to my expectations for the summer. Work got a little crazy. Ok, work got a lot crazy and I’ve been running my little bum off at all hours of the day and night. When I come home at the end of the evening, I don’t want to look at where the Deaf Events are taking place, I just want to sleep. I realized the other day that I hadn’t had a conversation with anyone in sign in more than a month.
At the same time, I’m only beginning to realize how ASL has been marinating in my consciousness. I work in costuming, and I looked at my notes last night to realize that I had written “fairy shoes where?” so I could remember to find them, a distinctly ASL pattern of speech. I briefly waved an “R” handshape at one of the costuming crew when I wanted to ask if she was ready to leave from across the room, before realizing that she couldn’t understand me and feeling slightly foolish. I touched my middle finger to my forehead and rolled my eyes when a co-worker made a horribly bad pun. Sometimes I visit my husband at work and we have lunch together. It’s not unusual to see me with a sandwich in one hand, signing with the other and a mouth full of food, trying to answer a question I was just asked. ASL makes the rule “It’s not polite to talk with your mouth full” pretty much a moot point, and I love that. Of course he doesn’t speak ASL, so I’m always repeating myself, but I can’t seem to help it. Luckily he’s usually amused with me, not annoyed.
The one thing I have been doing is reading a lot about Deaf Culture. I’ve finished 2 1/2 books so far, and I have another 1 1/2 waiting for me on my bedside table in all their hard backed library glory. I may not be signing, but I’m certainly still learning. I started looking up Deaf Events again today, and I know I’m ready to return to the world of boisterous quiet just as soon as I find something that I don’t have to drive more than an hour to attend. I’m looking forward to getting back out there soon.