Oops.... a language story

OK.... in order to understand this story you have to know a bit of the background. I have been feeling a bit off all week. I feel like I am fighting a head cold. We were coming out of a local coffee shop where for the last two hours we had sat with a friend and had a great conversation all in Irish. I was feeling a bit better and was really encouraged by our time using the language. Dee and I walked down the street to our car talking about lunch when from across the street we heard a woman yelling to us in Irish. It was not much just a quick sentence that I didn't hear really well. We arrived at the car the exact moment that she started yelling at us. Dee didn't see the car and kept walking while I paused for a second and responded to the lady and then called Dee back to the car. This all happened so quickly that when I got into the car I didn't really know what I had said to the lady. I had just responded in Irish without thinking about it in English. I asked Dee what she said, and Dee said that she thought it was something about how crazy the weather had been, and it is a good thing that there are so many ways to describe it in Irish. But that is not what I heard. In the midst of the moment I got pieces of what she said... and I connected the dots.... all I heard was her say something about "good Irish". In the split second this all happened I thought that she had overheard us talking in Irish in the coffee shop and was impressed with our "good Irish"... so what did I yell back to her in response to her comment about the weather? "Thanks, I think that we are improving!"