Letter to Julia 20140503

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

Hi there, my gorgeous wives.  I love you, I love you.  I went to blog on Thursday evening in the midst of my illness, but they were closed for Labor Day.  Labor Day?  I have to work everyday, and I'm not even a prophet.  Singing well is difficult to begin with, try singing while hacking up loagies.  But alhamdulillah, that's all that's left of the flu of the year, is the clearing of phlegm from my lungs.  I pray you are taking good loving care of yourselves, and being good girls.  You are so beautiful and wonderful, you are the light of my life, and I love you, I love you with all my heart.  I need you, I need you.

Thus I finally had the strength to cut the grass in my yard.  Floofy was bugging me about that, and she was right.  The place was starting to lok like an vacant lot.  I usually like the wildflowers here in Malaysia, but right now the wild growth is hideous for some reason, so I whacked them all out.  The clover seems to have moved to Casa de Julia for some reason.  I like clover: it's pretty, and it grows short.  Oh well.  Wish you were here.  Please be patient my beloved, and pray.