My company just left . . . and now I have a headache.
No, no, it's not what you think . . . my company didn't give me my headache . . . well, actually, they kind of did. Our conversation at dinner tonight was in three languages. That's right! THREE!
English, French, and Hausa . . . or was that Haulish, Franglais, and Frausa . . . OY.
I was having two North American couples over for dinner and thought I'd invite the French-to-Hausa tutor I've been working with for the past week. He in turn asked if he could bring me a friend. So with the seven of us squeezed around my table there was plenty of jumbled conversation and crossing translations. It was GREAT!!
Now where did I put that bottle of excedrin???