Sunday, December 27, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151228

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

How's it going, you gorgeous Rock and Roll Babe?  Born to be wild?  Well, you're MY girl.  I love you, and I need you.

Right now. I'm watching "High Plains Drifter".  You know the movie, right?  It's where a ghost wreaks vengeance on a town afraid of strangers because they participated in a public murder.  Would you call such a group of people a "mob"?  Even though they seem to be average people?  By definition they are.  I would definitely consider this movie one of the best movies of all time, but there's one flaw: they have such beautiful teeth.  They could be supermodels' teeth.  They could be your teeth.  I don't have such teeth.  I have cowboy teeth.

I just had dinner while watching the movie.  It's chili, but with potatoes instead of beans, and flavored with brown gravy.  That brown gravy powder my Mom gave me sure is useful.  Tastes great.  Alhamdulillah.  I had the beans because I just went to the supermarket and bought some, but I wanted to try it with potatoes.  Would you still call that "chili", or would you call it "hash"?

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151227

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

Hey there, hi there!  How are you, Precious?  Are you having fun, and staying busy?  Well, please keep your nose clean.  Yeah, temptation is everywhere, but you don't need the stuff.  You are strong enough not to need the stuff.  I love you so much.  And I need you.

For some reason, I haven't been getting enough sleep lately.  Yeah I've been getting up in the middle of the night to do extra worship, but I do that anywhere sometimes.  I guess I need to nap more.  I'll do that right after I finish this letter.  Otherwise, my schedule isn't more pressed than usual.  This morning, I visited the old widow at the top of the street.  When I left, my motorcycle didn't want to start.  So I guess It's time to take it to the shop.  Lunch was leftover "lontong" that my Mom made, which is basically meats and veggies in a coconut milk and turmeric broth with pressed rice.  Dinner was rice at Ina's.  Ach!  I'm getting drowsy.  Take a quick nap.  It'll do you wonders.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151226

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

Hi Sweetheart!  How are you?  I pray you are doing well, and are getting plenty of rest, because I know you are busy.  I want you to know that I love you, and I need you.

Today is Friday, so I went to Friday prayer in the afternoon.  There was a high school class reunion happening today, which I didn't go to.  And for good reason, too: I was a demon when I was a kid.  If you didn't fit in when you were in high school, I was LOATHED.  So I stayed home.  I think I'll have some vanilla ice cream.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151225

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

I saw that Curve perfume commercial which was on Google.  I must say how beautiful you are, and that I love you with all my heart, and I need you.  I see your point about men needing some sort of perfume.  This body may have some bulk which is useful for breaking and killing things, but it does smell like a jock at best.  And jocks smell bad.  But the Mom and Pop sundry shops around here don't carry Curve nor an impression of it, so I bought some lavender perfume instead.  Potent stuff.  It still has a lot of kick even now after I just took a shower.  When we are married inshaAllah, you may keep a vaporizer in a holster ready at all times to spray me with Curve whenever you feel I need it, kind of like marking your territory.  Kind of like when Bob Cat sneaks up to me and sprays my foot.

I haven't made dinner yet.  I've been eating vanilla ice cream.  Good stuff too, you should try some.  Right now they're calling the sunset prayer, so after I pray I'll cook up some steak and pitas.  That brown sauce my Mom gave me sure comes in handy.  I have some potatoes, too.  It looks like a late dinner for me.  Wanna join me?

How's Christmas, by the way?  Do you celebrate Christmas?  Oh, you have to work.  So do I.  How about you?  Do you celebrate Christmas?  Muslims don't celebrate Christmas.  We celebrate Ramadan and the 2 Eids.  So please be ready for that when you become my wife inshaAllah.  We don't have to do Christmas shopping!  And don't worry about stuffing yourself at Christmas dinner either, because I intend to feed you well inshaAllah.  Right now, I have a lot of beef, dough, potatoes, and vanilla ice cream.  Plus 8 kilos of cat food.  Alhamdulillah.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151224

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

Hi, pretty girl!  Hello, beautiful woman!  How's business today?  I hope you are wearing beautiful suits.  I may have told you, that I love beautiful ladies suits.  Since I can't wear them, I want to see you wear them.  You won't have to take it off.  Yum!  Please make sure you take good care of your health, and please maintain your prayers.  I love you and I need you.

I spent the evening chopping down the trees growing on the roof of the old house that's on the area of your house inshaAllah.  It's taking me so long to get them all down because there's always something else to do, plus I didn't have a tall enough ladder.  But today I do, so I managed to hack down a few more branches.  The tree was covered with red army ants, which have a nasty painful bite.  At one point, they were on my left hand.  But my hand was covered in resin, so the bites were floating on the resin.  It was like magic, an invisible force field.  The ants were chomping on my hand, but not penetrating the invisible armor.

Anyway, I need to remove the debris and adjust the ladder, so I'll have to continue tomorrow inshaAllah.  My Mom treated me to dinner, so I went out for fried noodles.  Thanks, Mom!  The guy was open today, thank God.  I bought myself a big old man-sized take out.  Would you like some?

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151223

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

Hi there!  How December going?  Oh my, it's almost 2016.  Time sure whizzes by.  Well, I'm still here for you.  Have patience!  Be righteous!  Everyone else is at a loss.  I love you, and I need you.

I spent the whole morning in the kitchen again.  This time I was working on my steamed dumplings.  I used the stuffing mix that I normally use for stuffed won tons, thinking that that would be appropriate.  I used rice flour for the dough.  My dumplings steamed up quite nicely, though the skin was a little too thick and the stuffing too mild.  I think with rice flour, I should have stronger flavored stuffing.  Like beef or chicken.  Next time I'll use corn flour, which should make the dumplings translucent.  I still have some dumplings left, so I'll have them for lunch tomorrow as a soup.  Rather, I'll pour hot chicken soup over the dumplings and chicken.  I think it'll work great, and be a nice change from noodles.

Last night's dinner was so good, I had to have it again.  This time my half pitas bubbled up nicely, and I had a lot of room for stuffing.  I wish I had shredded lettuce!  This time instead of mole sauce, my Mom gave me some brown gravy mix.  So I whipped it up extra thick, and it went great with my steak pitas.  Ah!  I wish I had shredded lettuce and tomatoes!

Monday, December 21, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151222

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

Hi Sweetheart!  Hello Dahlink!  How are you feeling today?  Are you having fun?  How's business?  Make lots of money and don't waste it, OK?  Please take good care of yourself, and don't forget to pray.  I love you and I need you.

I tried to take it easy this morning, because I had some sneezies left over from yesterday.  I wound up spending most of my day in the kitchen.  I made a pizza for myself this morning.   Nothing special, just a sausage and basil pizza.  I was really tired, but I got through voice training OK.  I want to make pot stickers tomorrow for lunch, so I went to the night market for some tofu and fish balls.  There was quite a multicultural crowd at the night market.  It's hard to believe that we are out here in the sticks.  Must be a whole bunch of lodgers.  I wonder how they cope with the non-Muslims?  Obviously they do, and quite peacefully.

Before I went to the night market, I went and tidied up my grandparents' grave.  It can quite overgrown with really long grass, so much that I could barely park my motorcycle.  I only had energy to cut the grass around my grandparents, so their grave looks like an island in a sea of grass.  If you can see past the grass, that is.

You know how they serve pitas over at fast food restaurants, right?  They don't give you a whole pita, but half a pita.  Then they slice it open and stuff it with whatever.  So for dinner, I fried up some dough as half pitas, sliced then open and stuffed them with kelisa beans, onions, hot red peppers, and sliced tenderloin.  For sauce I used mole sauce.  Totally yummy.  Alhamdulillah.  I love mole sauce.  So simple, so delicious.  It's chilli puree and cooking chocolate, people.  So simple, so delicious.