Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Letter to Erin 20160106

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

HI there, my beloved.  How are you doing?  How are you feeling?  Oh, I wish you were here with me as usual, because I love you and I need you.  It's bloody hot over here, it reminds me of the desert.  I'm sure it's a huge contrast to the weather over there.  Well, bundle up and stay warm.  I don't want to leave the AC room myself, but I had to do some yard work, then go out to buy some flour because I have to make dough tomorrow.  Even right now as I wait for them to call the night prayer, it's still hot in this house, and I have the AC blasting.

That sour pineapple I ate 4 or 5 days ago really did a number on my stomach.  I never thought that pineapple would cause such damage.  That goes to show me, you, and everybody else that Allah will definitely test us from directions we do not perceive.  I'm not suffering as much as I did 4 or 5 days ago, but I have to assume the worst and eat only mild foods.  So dinner tonight is just beef and potatoes in brown gravy with fry bread.  It's not that exciting, but would you like some?  How about you?