In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, my beloved Julia. How are you feeling today? I have been cutting grass on the plot of land where, inshaAllah, I hope to build Casa de Julia someday soon. Please pray with me that Allah grants us so. It rained recently, so the grass is growing madly. I don't spend as much time as I want preparing this land because I have to tend to my parents as well. But they are out of town right now, so I have 2 weeks to ready their house for them. Meantime, I'm trying to do what I can to make this land pretty. I have 3 plots of adjacent land to tend to, so I don't have enough strength to keep up with the growth, but I try my best. There is a fallen banana tree with fruit that I have to pick up, and a lot of raking and burning. I have a few trees to chop down, but I think I only have time for one right now. Then I have to tend my own yard, then switch my attention to my parents' house. Whew. It never ends. I think I feel lazy now. Wanna make out?
Friday, April 19, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130418
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Rain, rain, rain. It rained all day Wednesday starting 5am, and it's still raining right now, Wednesday at 7pm as I start this letter. So I couldn't blog Wednesday's blog until the next day. Please forgive me. Do know that I love you, and that I have made a commitment to marry you, and I intend to keep it. InshaAllah.
Meanwhile, I have been quite busy harvesting cashews. I swear, they're ripening all at the same time. I swear they ripen as I pick them. The ripe cashew (not the nut) has the consistency of memory foam, but you can't allow the fruit to be bruised. Like if it fell from the tree, and hit the ground. Then the consistency will turn to like a wet sponge, which is difficult and undesirable to eat, and to work with. I keep the fruit in the cooler until I use or distribute it, otherwise it will melt. Cashew flesh is slightly bitter, but if you remove the bitterness with salt, then it becomes sweet. Interesting, huh? But I wouldn't want to try drinking cashews that have been put through the juicer.
Say, Julia! It suddenly occurred to that by now you must be, mashaAllah, in that group of women who have achieved powerful influence, as well as possessing great beauty. I'm not trying to kiss your butt my Queen, beautiful as it is. I want to remind you that you are on God's side. Don't be a crime boss.
Rain, rain, rain. It rained all day Wednesday starting 5am, and it's still raining right now, Wednesday at 7pm as I start this letter. So I couldn't blog Wednesday's blog until the next day. Please forgive me. Do know that I love you, and that I have made a commitment to marry you, and I intend to keep it. InshaAllah.
Meanwhile, I have been quite busy harvesting cashews. I swear, they're ripening all at the same time. I swear they ripen as I pick them. The ripe cashew (not the nut) has the consistency of memory foam, but you can't allow the fruit to be bruised. Like if it fell from the tree, and hit the ground. Then the consistency will turn to like a wet sponge, which is difficult and undesirable to eat, and to work with. I keep the fruit in the cooler until I use or distribute it, otherwise it will melt. Cashew flesh is slightly bitter, but if you remove the bitterness with salt, then it becomes sweet. Interesting, huh? But I wouldn't want to try drinking cashews that have been put through the juicer.
Say, Julia! It suddenly occurred to that by now you must be, mashaAllah, in that group of women who have achieved powerful influence, as well as possessing great beauty. I'm not trying to kiss your butt my Queen, beautiful as it is. I want to remind you that you are on God's side. Don't be a crime boss.
Letter to Julia 20130417
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, my beautiful Julia. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. I love you, and I want to marry you. I'm still feeling slightly feverish, but praise Allah, the sickness is going away. I had chicken liver curry with cashews for lunch today, but I didn't feel very creative for dinner. So I just had several pieces of the nugget part of the chicken, coated in savory breadcrumbs, and fried until a golden and crispy brown. I dipped them in a smooth and slightly sour blend of tomato pastes and purees.
As I told you before, the Flu Virus Collective attacked my voice first this time, when they usually begin their assault at the nose. But I refuse to be cowed by a disease brought by the evil Collective! I will fight! InshaAllah! Fight, fight, fight! Do the yard work! Water the flowers! Sing like a girl! Cuddle the kitty! Make love to my Julia! Fight the evil Collective! Yeeeaaaarrrrrrgghhh!!!!!
Hello there, my beautiful Julia. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. I love you, and I want to marry you. I'm still feeling slightly feverish, but praise Allah, the sickness is going away. I had chicken liver curry with cashews for lunch today, but I didn't feel very creative for dinner. So I just had several pieces of the nugget part of the chicken, coated in savory breadcrumbs, and fried until a golden and crispy brown. I dipped them in a smooth and slightly sour blend of tomato pastes and purees.
As I told you before, the Flu Virus Collective attacked my voice first this time, when they usually begin their assault at the nose. But I refuse to be cowed by a disease brought by the evil Collective! I will fight! InshaAllah! Fight, fight, fight! Do the yard work! Water the flowers! Sing like a girl! Cuddle the kitty! Make love to my Julia! Fight the evil Collective! Yeeeaaaarrrrrrgghhh!!!!!
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130415
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Ugh! I suddenly got sick! **long-winded low-frequency almost digital groan** After all that activity last week, I suddenly got sick. I did go to the doctor immediately, as my Mom told me to go. He said it's just a normal flu. This time the Flu Virus Collective attacked my voice first. Usually the Collective starts with my nose. I guess this time they wanted to show me that they don't mess around, and that they can get at me any way they want. Even though I went to the doctor early, my voice was still wrecked, and I had to skip voice training today. But I should be able to perform in a few days. InshaAllah. If Allah protects me, then not even the Flu Virus Collective can harm me.
And how are you doing today, my dearest? I pray that you are healthy and confident. Ya Allah, please protect my beloved Julia.
Ugh! I suddenly got sick! **long-winded low-frequency almost digital groan** After all that activity last week, I suddenly got sick. I did go to the doctor immediately, as my Mom told me to go. He said it's just a normal flu. This time the Flu Virus Collective attacked my voice first. Usually the Collective starts with my nose. I guess this time they wanted to show me that they don't mess around, and that they can get at me any way they want. Even though I went to the doctor early, my voice was still wrecked, and I had to skip voice training today. But I should be able to perform in a few days. InshaAllah. If Allah protects me, then not even the Flu Virus Collective can harm me.
And how are you doing today, my dearest? I pray that you are healthy and confident. Ya Allah, please protect my beloved Julia.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130413
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, Julia darling! How's my beautiful girl feeling? I seem to have a ot of energy today for some reason. I wanted to spend all that energy making love to you but you weren't here, so I did some gardening instead. I cut the grass, I trimmed the flower bushes, I raked the leaves, I trimmed the bamboo, I watered the plants, I picked cashews, I delivered cashews to the neighbor, I cleaned out Batty's cage, all within less than one and a half hours. Say, do you wanna make out? Oh, you're not here.
Here's another trip down memory lane for me! Instead of 40 years ago, it's only 10 years ago, back under the dry, sweltering sun of Phoenix, Arizona. This song just makes me wanna dance! Ramon Ayala - Del Otro Lado Del Porton. Mr. Magic Fingers Ramon Ayala is a REAL rock star, not like most of those wannabes you see on TV. You can just tell by the way he pauses from his accordion to point and nod at the camera at the end of the song. It's just so... natural. Now I'm ignorant, so I can't speak Mexican, so I have to guess what the words mean by looking at the music video. My guess is that the song is about how the guy doesn't want to kiss his wife anymore because she's no longer young and beautiful, so she runs off with the gardener, and in the end he's standing around at the front gate waiting for her to come home. What do you think?
Hi there, Julia darling! How's my beautiful girl feeling? I seem to have a ot of energy today for some reason. I wanted to spend all that energy making love to you but you weren't here, so I did some gardening instead. I cut the grass, I trimmed the flower bushes, I raked the leaves, I trimmed the bamboo, I watered the plants, I picked cashews, I delivered cashews to the neighbor, I cleaned out Batty's cage, all within less than one and a half hours. Say, do you wanna make out? Oh, you're not here.
Here's another trip down memory lane for me! Instead of 40 years ago, it's only 10 years ago, back under the dry, sweltering sun of Phoenix, Arizona. This song just makes me wanna dance! Ramon Ayala - Del Otro Lado Del Porton. Mr. Magic Fingers Ramon Ayala is a REAL rock star, not like most of those wannabes you see on TV. You can just tell by the way he pauses from his accordion to point and nod at the camera at the end of the song. It's just so... natural. Now I'm ignorant, so I can't speak Mexican, so I have to guess what the words mean by looking at the music video. My guess is that the song is about how the guy doesn't want to kiss his wife anymore because she's no longer young and beautiful, so she runs off with the gardener, and in the end he's standing around at the front gate waiting for her to come home. What do you think?
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Letter to Julia 20130411
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Julia, my beloved young wife. It's been hectic this week, and the weather has been intense. I didn't get to blog my Tuesday blog on Tuesday, so I put it up today just in case it means anything. My Dad spent most of the day in hospital, so I was busy with that, plus other things. My Mom is really lonely without my Dad. She must love him very much. Isn't that sweet? Ouch, my shoulder hurts. I think I'll lie down now, and watch TV. I love you, Julia.
Hi Julia, my beloved young wife. It's been hectic this week, and the weather has been intense. I didn't get to blog my Tuesday blog on Tuesday, so I put it up today just in case it means anything. My Dad spent most of the day in hospital, so I was busy with that, plus other things. My Mom is really lonely without my Dad. She must love him very much. Isn't that sweet? Ouch, my shoulder hurts. I think I'll lie down now, and watch TV. I love you, Julia.
Letter to Julia 20130409
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello again, Julia. I love you. Yesterday, I actually took Chee Cheah to the vet before I went to the Internet cafe. The poor kitty has a persistent fungal skin infection, so occasionally she needs the vet to give her an antifungal shot. So I was busting around all day yesterday since 8am, which is dang early for me. I ate simply all day, too: banana cake for breakfast, ramen noodles for lunch, and leftover rice from my Mom with steak, and the magical cashew, onion, hot chilli pepper and salt combination. Want some? Yes, it's cashew season again, and I'll be in competition with my Mom over the cashews. I think I'll make a huge batch, and see how it pickles. Goes great with almost anything. Want some? Oh, actually, I'll be making fried flat noodles with cockles again this evening. I love this dish!
I'm still studying the assassination of JFK. But really, I'm just trying to master the Qur'an. There's still much to study, so next I have to examine the connections to the murder of his brother Robert, and the shooting of president Reagan. Don't you agree that it's important to understand the world we live in, and why people are the way they are? I'm just trying to increase in knowledge so as to master the Qur'an. InshaAllah.
Hello again, Julia. I love you. Yesterday, I actually took Chee Cheah to the vet before I went to the Internet cafe. The poor kitty has a persistent fungal skin infection, so occasionally she needs the vet to give her an antifungal shot. So I was busting around all day yesterday since 8am, which is dang early for me. I ate simply all day, too: banana cake for breakfast, ramen noodles for lunch, and leftover rice from my Mom with steak, and the magical cashew, onion, hot chilli pepper and salt combination. Want some? Yes, it's cashew season again, and I'll be in competition with my Mom over the cashews. I think I'll make a huge batch, and see how it pickles. Goes great with almost anything. Want some? Oh, actually, I'll be making fried flat noodles with cockles again this evening. I love this dish!
I'm still studying the assassination of JFK. But really, I'm just trying to master the Qur'an. There's still much to study, so next I have to examine the connections to the murder of his brother Robert, and the shooting of president Reagan. Don't you agree that it's important to understand the world we live in, and why people are the way they are? I'm just trying to increase in knowledge so as to master the Qur'an. InshaAllah.
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