Muslims don't celebrate Christmas, but I can't help but feel all longing and gooey seeing your cozy and meticulous way of wrapping presents. With the bow neatly stacked on the tape. I want to marry you! Ya Allah, please help me! I want to be married to my Erin! I was processing fish just now and locked Floofy up with her kittens in a room for some peace. She didn't like that, so she emptied out the entire cat box onto the floor.
Hey Natty! How are you feeling, my dear? I was busy cooking when little Luca started nosing around under my skirt. Sarong, rather. So I reached down there and grabbed her, which surprised her and made her jump around under my skirt (sarong). This would have been funny, but she stuck a claw into my pinky, which made it gush blood. It could have been worse, I guess. No Honey, I don't slut around.. I just stay at home and do my routine every day, sometimes I go out for groceries and bills, and I run errands for my elderly parents, then I go to the mosque to pray with the congregation. I have NO privacy. If I were to slut around, the world would instantly know about it.
HI Pina! I had a craving for Dutch herring, but we don't have herring here, so the next best thing is mackerel. So I went out for a quest for fresh fish, which was a chore in itself because the local merchants hadn't received their stock yet, but I found one that did eventually. Mackerel is difficult to fillet unless the stomach is loose.
This fish is smaller than herring and the skin doesn't come off so easily, but it still tastes good. I removed the heads and the bones, and used soy sauce and onions because I had no pickles.
This was a lot of effort for the 30 seconds that I ate all of them. I just wanted a snack!
Thursday, December 22, 2016
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