Home Sweet (and cold) Home

You know it's been too long when you're thankful that the password you flat out guessed actually worked to sign you into your blog. It's been 6 months, 18 (or so)countries many degrees no matter if you use Fahrenheit or Celsius, many, many great new friends, and several inches of snow, and I'm back in the neighborly mid-west of the U.S. of A. I am now an RPCV - since I have Returned from the Peace Corps. Today I helped cook Mafe, a West African dish, for the umpteenth time since leaving Senegal, though since it wasn't eated from a big bowl with hands or serving spoons, it was served over brown rice and no one said "Bismilah" before we started it only bared a small respmblance to the Mafe I knew in Sara Ndiougary, Kaolack, Senegal. I also got sucked into the television today, something that tends to happen when I'm unemployed and without purpose and in the US. Why is it so easy to sit and watch people that I don't even like or movies I've seen several times for 4, 5, 6 hours at a time?