If you want to fit in you have to wear tight black jeans, tucked into 5-inch stilleto boots, and then navigate through the icy rubble without even looking down. Since I can''t even walk around my apartment without tripping I am setting a new trend of Frankenstein snow boots, and hanging onto Yerets Blunck for dear life. The weather in Vanadzor is the kind where, if you don''t like it, just wait a couple of hours and it will change. One day can be sunny, snowy, rainy, windy, and whatever else there is weather-wise. Sunshine seems to win out most often. Vanadzor is the kind of place that smiles through its tears.
I was recovering recently from a fall in the apartment--I tripped on a raggedy piece of linoleum and fell straight onto my hind end and couldn''t walk very well for a few days because the whole area which would be sitting on a saddle, if I had a horse, was so sore. That's enough--I never did want to be an old lady who talks about her health. One night my reward for suffering in silence & working hard even when I didn't feel good was that we laid in bed and watched The Half Blood Prince and Angels and Demons on the computer. The Elders had watched 6 movies on New Year's Day and we didn''t get to because we were visiting people, although I had popped them 8 batches of popcorn and sent along a bag of candy, (which was a good thing, as they had forgotten to go food shopping, and couldn''t find any open stores ) so we borrowed two of their movies and it was fun. Our rules as seniors are pretty lenient!
My least two favorite topics have been covered so far--health and weather. Sorry.