Some days it really is so cold that my nose freezes INSIDE my nose. Saturday I was walking to the Bantseev apartment and my eyelashes and eyebrows froze, even my hairline at my forehead was white. The girl I was walking with took a picture for me. Some day I will try and put a picture up on here. Every "town" has a square where little concerts will be held on a holiday or something. Our square is decorated with a giant Christmas tree and lights. There is also several ice sculptures that have slides for the kids to play on. I don't know how well a job I am doing at describing this but I have pictures of that always. They are very pretty!!!!
Not too much is really happening. I am working with the kids and going to church. A week from Friday we will be leaving to go to a conference in Indonesia and stopping in Beijing for 5 days on the way back. I am very excited about that!!!! Though I will be traveling by myself again for a full day and a half.
Saturday was my friend Olya's wedding. The weddings here are so different than ours. During the reception, you have an emcee and your friends will put on skits and games for entertainment. I don't remember telling about this before but maybe I did. Sorry, if I am repeating myself. The kids really like to make up and perform skits at each of the weddings. For Sveta's wedding, they made up a new one and they were also able to come up with an original one for Olya's. Both of them were funny. I participated in Sveta's so, I don't know how many people laughed but at Olya's I got to watch. And let me tell you, there were some ladies I thought were going to pee in their pants. I got some of it on video. The kids bought two old people masks when they were in the states and they had the idea for the skit that they would be Olya and Denis 60 yrs later. It was a riot.
My mom mentioned last time that my grammar was very bad. I am sorry if I am not being very clear when I write. I think sometimes I pick up a Russian/English way of speaking be/c the word placement is so different. Hopefully, y'all understand me anyways.

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