arthur is home, with food poisoning. he wonders how he got it but i was there to witness that he ate persian caviar, ice cream, drank orange juice and then we went to our first ever adventure to waterworld. i think he has himself an answer in that progression of events, but i could be wrong.

waterworld proved to be a great time and thegetaway i needed to pull me through these few days of house guests, tourists, and summer heat.

now that i am refreshed, burned the color of beet, and sore from swimming races with arthur (which he won)... i am ready to tackle on the week.

tomorrow we have a birthday and the next day my favorite and most loved auntie mimi is coming to visit. i am excited to meet her at the airport and jump up and down from the glass seperation and write notes on paper and paste them to the glass so that she may read, and so that the others watching us may laugh at our desperation.

i am also looking forward to a screening of the orran documentary ( a wonderful street children's organization that i am involved in, www.orran.am ) my very close friend shant petrossian, who is a pro., produced the documentary so i am very excited to see how it turned out. he does amazing stuff.

i have always thought about adopting. these are long conversations i have had with arthur. i have wanted to adopt from a very young age. although i do not have anything planned in the immediate future (ozzie is a handful)... i sure hope that one day i will have the opportunity to adopt more than just a seven month old golden retriever :o)