being with my friends on thanksgiving was like being with my family. we are such good old friends that we were making wise comments at eachother... and treating eachother as any naughty siblings do. raffi and i got into it because he hates dogs... what kind of a person hates dogs :o)

the thanksgiving turkey was ordered from a hotel that caters. we were all really excited and were even more excited when the turkey was delivered in a HUGE box... yummy thanksgiving. when we opened the box we found the smallest turkey i have ever seen. we were laughing hysterically but alex (our host) looked ... strained. we realized he was embarressed by the size of his turkey (even though it was not his fault the hotel had screwed up) he felt bad... so we went on to harrass him all night about the turkey. we offered to carve the turkey with a butterknife, thanked Lena for being a vegetarian and when he asked me to grab a serving plate to put the bird in... i grabbed for an armenian coffee cup plate. its a good thing that he is a good sport. needless to say, there was so much food... the turkey mishap went by practically unnoticed.

i have a toothache. i am off to the dentists office. let me take the opportunity to let you know how good the dental practice is here. if you don't have dental insurance... and need even a root canal or a few fillings... it might just be worth it to buy a ticket and get yourself here... see my dentist and save money in the process, and of course enjoy Armenia (in between shots of novocaine).