Twice a year my aunt talk about being fat and depressed. It's when she goes in and out of winter clothes. I used to live with her for about two years, so I know everything about her, every week she would buy me a book to read, mostly about cooking, she doesn't cook much, but she likes pictures in the books. And every time I talked about politics, or government, for example, she would say right away: Irina, Irina ... and made huge eyes.
She has this joke:
Oh, depression, long time no see. Come in, come in. Would you like something to drink? Coffee, tea, vodka?
All my aunts like movies, 4 -5 hours watching TV, I started to write because of them, they like everything...
Smile:)
