Letter to Julia 20140223

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

I had wontons for dinner last night, but I also had some spring roll skins.  I had made sushi out of the spring roll skins, which turned out quite well.  So I thought I could deep fry some spring rolls, which is quite common out here, but in my case turned out to be a big flop.  It was the steamed rice, you see.  I made this mistake before, therefore here's a deep fry rule: don't deep fry anything that has steamed rice in it.

Floofy was very interested in my dinner, though.  She's been very interested in everything I do around the compound lately.  Racing around at top speed when I do yard work, marking this and that like a male cat defining his territory, inspecting every square inch and scratching the ground while meowing in excitement.  It's almost as if she's... nagging me.  Hunting down webs and killing the spiders.  Please don't kill the spiders.  Spiders are allies to Muslims.  Just remove the web, don't kill the spiders.  Can Floofy smell change in the winds of change?  Everyone around here seems to be excited about something.  I suppose you are, too.  Just remember my dearest, while the increase in the material is exciting, the Hereafter is a much better place.  And yes, I am very grateful, ya Allah.