What a weekend. Mansquared came home with his not-girlfriend and future roommate and HIS significant other, and let me tell you, I have never seen four people put away more groceries. They literally ate every scrap of food on the table at every meal. It was amazing, but gratifying too. I love feeding people who regularly subsist on the slop that's served at Liberty's dining hall, known as (not even kidding) "the Rot." So they came, they saw, they scarfed it all down. Then they went back Monday night for the last few weeks of school. It was fun, in an exhausting kind of way.
Do I have a single picture? Nyet.
Today was back to the grind, where I found out I will be training a group of translators in Cameroon in the ways of idiomatic but correct English. Hoh boy. Their first language is an African one, second is French, third is English, and that the British kind. It will be an adventure, for sure.