I Am In Love... with this bread thing

Today one of my colleagues, Anne-Marie, hosted an snack-and-drink thing in the English planning station. There were maybe 20 people there, a table full of yummies and... wait for it... champagne. Yes, kids, drinking on campus is perfectly acceptable behavior for grown-ups. I was just bummed that I had three hours of classes afterwards, otherwise, let's be honest, I'd have gotten loaded. Mmm... champagne.

If you look between the champagne bottles, you'll see what appears to be a large brown muffin with a red ribbon around it. Imagine my surprise when someone lifted the lid and the inside was filled with little sandwiches. I think this is beyond awesome. So I sidled up to someone who's familiar with my ignorance and asked what it was: pain surprise, surprise bread. So I googled it, and let me tell you, this stuff is too fun!

Maybe it was the champagne and pastries, maybe it was just dumb luck, but today went pretty well. My students still talk too much, but have now caught on to the fact that I disapprove of this and will make occasional efforts to be quiet. There were a couple of fun moments, namely when I referred to something (I forget what) as terrific, which they understood to mean terrifying. And also we were discussing American icons, and one boy popped his hand in the air and said, without hesitation, "When I think of United States, I think of David Beckham." Good times.

Tomorrow I have my One Class From Hell, and then I have to run home and make my way through a massive to-do list which includes visiting the tailor and miming my way through my alteration needs; the bank; the post office; ironing (sigh); and cleaning in preparation for my Saturday morning visitors.