Letter to Erin 20160113

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

Hey there!  Hi there!  How's it going today?  Busy girl.  It must be nice to be popular.  I'm the one who loves you, and wants to marry you.  I need you.

I had no desire to go out today, after being under the sun all morning yesterday.  Some people like being under the sun, but not me.  It reminds me too much of the desert, wihch I abhor.  I like autumn weather or the first snow, which of course I can't get here.  Instead, I get to experience the majesty of the tropical world right after it stops raining.  Truly breathtaking, and full of life.  I stayed in, worked on the garden a little, and took it easy.  The fruit from the head that leans to the left on that female papaya tree with 2 heads always rots quickly.  Even when I picked the fruit early and put it in the cooler, it still rotted.  What's up with that?  I don't want rotten fruit.  So I chucked it by the wall so perhaps it may germinate.  Papayas can't be sowed.  They grow wherever they feel like it.

Dinner was rice steamed in brown gravy with sliced tenderloin and dried crispy fried onions on top.  Sounds gourmet and actually does taste kind of good, but the truth is I need to go shopping because there's not much left in my cooler.  But you're welcome to share my dinner anytime.  Babe.