Letter to Erin 20151203

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

How's it going over there?  How's business?  Yeah, I know that it's political season over there, but you're not a politician's wife.  Just because people want you to play politics, doesn't mean that it's your job to do so.  You don't have to say anything at all to them.  You are a musician's wife.  A Muslim musician's wife.  All you have to be is chaste and beautiful.  Please pray.  I love you, and I need you.

Boy, it was hot today.  Hot hot HOT!  Sweating in the AC.  I'm sure it's cold over there, so bundle up.  Or would you rather be here?  I finally got a chance to do some yard work, because it had been raining every day.  I have to replant and reorganize my tomatoes, because they don't like the spot I put them in.  That spot had been infested with tiny white moths, which are immune to bug spray for some reason.  Hmmm, I wonder if moth balls would work?  The moths don't like sunlight, so I have to move the tomatoes where they can get a little sunshine.  Dinner is noodles in marinara sauce with fresh tomatoes.  Sorry, no cheese.

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