Hello Sweetheart. I love you and I need you. I'm sitting here waiting for them to call the sunset prayer, while watching "Groundhog Day". No, I don't endorse Groundhog Day- the computer chose the movie. It was bloody hot today, and I'm in an air conditioned room. I like the movie, though. Funny as hell. I have the notion in my head of taking a few photos or movies of the homestead and how it's coming along to show you for your birthday, but as I was snapping the photos, I didn't like how poor it still is, and how unready it is for marriage. It's not a problem for me, my beloved. I just keep trekkin' on, and inshaAllah the day will come when I can afford to give you the best married life. Always remember that the faithful do not despair. If you despair, it means you have no faith. To Allah we belong and to God is our return.
I did take a photo of my kitty. The one I haven't shown you yet. Her name is Emma, also known as Simper. She was part of a gang of four cats that used to live here when my brother lived here, and now I take care of her. Her siblings have died, and she is an outdoors cat. She's almost 8 years old. It took me a while to appreciate her, but I felt sorry for her because she's a nice kitty. I love all my kitties, and I do the best I can to look after them, but I can't keep all of them inside. The only ones I keep locked up inside are the 3 fertile females. So I have a total of 7 cats: Floofy, Bob Cat, Bat Cat, Chee Cheah, ----, -------, and Emma.
Besides being rich with cats, Allah granted me some knowledge of cooking. Alhamdulillah. While working in restaurants injured my feet, at least I have the skill to eat quite deliciously within my meager budget. For lunch, I had barbecue beef ribs, messy with home made barbecue sauce, made with fermented anchovies. The cats were going berserk! They were banging at the door trying to get out while I was outside grilling. Squid was cheap today at the night market, so for dinner I had fried calamari. Baby squid is too tedious to even dig into my pocket for change to buy, but today's squid wasn't so small. I guess they were adolescent squid. I like to remove the eyes, bill, backbone and ink sac of squid, but when the squid is too small, I can't do that without getting a heart attack. Fried calamari is definitely girlie food. I have a lot. You want some?
