Hi Natty! How are you feeling, Honey? I long to be with you always, and for us to be together all the time. We must be patient, my love. Right now, all I can do is make spaghetti. It's the last bit of ingredients from the Great Pizza Day, and it will be a while before I make pizza and pasta all again. Good quality, though. Alhamdulillah. I think you would like the Italian food I make. Let's not get bloated, OK? I say that, then I eat a whole wok (yeah I cook my pasta in a wok, because the noodles fit perfectly) full of spaghetti by myself. That's because you're not here with me to share my life and my dinner. I love you, Natty.Oh goodie! I found a Cocteau Twins song with lyrics that actually read like logical English. It could be very well be that Liz Fraser wrote them. Let's see if Mary wants to sing this song.
