Just another average day

Hi Erin!  Hi Natty!  How are you doing?  I hope you are having super fun being you, as I love you so much.  How's business?  I hope everything is smooth and easy for you.  It's just another average day for me here, doing the same old same old.  I had some errands to run in the morning, I went to the grocery store, I went to pick up my Dad's prescription, I had to buy gasoline, then I bought my lunch over at the Tuesday market.  Nothing spectacular, just rice.  Yesterday I bought a new fan.  It's just a 12" fan, but I have 3 fans now in my bedroom/office so hopefully the combined strength will air the room out adequately to make it comfortable.  The chore of the day was cleaning the ceiling fan.  Dust accumulates on objects from top to bottom, so the top of the fan was covered in dust an inch thick even though the fan is constantly in motion.  It was gross and itchy.  I should have collected all that dust and planted crops with it, it probably would have been very fertile.  So I had to climb a ladder and unscrew the blades, and I couldn't see where the screws are because I'm too short.  It would have been nice to have you here with me Erin, an extra 6" would have made a huge difference.  Instead I had to feel where the screws were, unscrew them, clean the blades, then put them back on by feeling where the holes were and blindly fitting the shaft of the screws into the holes, all the while I was swearing and bitching because I was hot and sweaty, and precariously balanced on the top rung of the ladder.  I hate being hot and sweaty.  No, it's not as fun as it sounds.  I need to figure out a more efficient way of getting the dust off the blades.  Dinner was glutenous rice with salted fish and fresh tomatoes.  I love that combination!  You must try it someday.

Running late

Hello there, my lovely Ladies.  How's it going today?  I hope you are safe and healthy, and enjoying yourself.  Sorry I'm running late today, there was a power outage and it just barely came back on.  One thing we definitely need to have when we are married inshaAllah, is a portable generator.  Thank God my device had lots of juice in it, so I sat half naked in the light of a single candle fanning myself and listening to music.  Hmmm.. "Gold Dust Woman".  That sounds like a great song to sing, except that that she mumbles a lot towards the end, I can't understand what she's saying.  I spent pretty much the whole day today with my parents.  Yeah they live next door and I see them everyday, but today I spent pretty much the whole day with them.  They're old.  Nothing special on the menu today.  We ate out, and at night I bought some fish sausage at the night market  The cats love that stuff.  So do I, especially when it's fresh out of the hot grease.  Like french fries!  No, it doesn't taste like french fries.  They taste more like steaming hot fish flavored chewy licorice with a crunchy skin.  Anyway, I have yet to prepare tomorrow's outfit, so I'm going to go ahead and do that.  I love you!

Reality TV

Hi Erin!  How are you today, Sweetheart?  You're always the easy-going type.  I wonder if you have a new gang of friends than you did in NYC.  How's life in Chicago?  I once met the son of a famous Chicago sausage maker when I was still working at the pizza joint.  No, it wasn't Abe Froman.  It was Dickman, believe it or not.

Back then I had little privacy, but nowadays it isn't that unusual to be spied on.  It's annoying, but it's actually normal nowadays.  Whether it's right or not remains to be enforced.  Of course, some people are more interesting than others.  And with social media, it's actually become a necessity for those who bank on fame.  Bank on fame?  So where's the money?  Anyway, TV is not just the networks and cable anymore.  Internet has become TV, with privately produced video, and the networks and cable rely on Internet now for content.  When you try to define what reality TV is nowadays, you can't confine yourself to entities that are able to be contracted.  Anybody with a cell phone can provide a scoop, and then when it becomes viral...

Watch out for those people who try to create a situation for reality TV.  It could be for money, or it could be for fame/defame.  That's tough to prepare for, one can only ride such a situation out.  The best preparation is a psychic wall, where no one can tell what your emotions are.  The next best thing is silence.  One's best friend is God here, and God has helped me many times in making a plotted situation worthless to the plotters.  Alhamdulillah.  Don't let yourself be intimidated, though.  Take the challenge, and don't forget to pray.

Qur'an 20190331

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

158.  Say, "O humans!  I am sent unto you all, as the messenger of Allah, to Whom belongs the dominion of the heavens and the earth.  There is no god but God.  It is God that gives both life and death.  So believe in Allah and God's messenger, the unlettered prophet, who believes in Allah and God's Words.  Follow him, that you may be guided."

The Heights 7:158
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I bear witness that there is no deity worthy of worship other than Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.

Please make a donation in the name of Allah to a worthwhile charity of a minimum of one US dollar

When you make your donation, say in your heart, "In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful".  Intent is everything!

What's happening to you Natty is called "Reality TV".  Whether you are ready or not, you are a movie star!  Yes you are ready, my love.  Just relax, have fun, and be a movie star.  I guess it's going to be a spiritual time for you.  InshaAllah.  You are blessed if it happens when you are so young- some of us never attain awareness.  Remember, God has no equal.  Don't let them bring God down to their level.  When you need something to meditate on, meditate on these words: "In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful".

Please don't forget

Hi Natty!  So you're going to Bali to earn a yoga certificate?  I think yoga is just fine if strictly approached as merely a form of exercise to be done away from the Public Eye (I wish I could look great in a leotard).  But few would deny that it has its spiritual elements, the origins and philosophy of which are not Islam.  So it is my duty to remind you that I cannot be married to a non-Muslim.  Worse than that, Allah might present you with a nasty surprise.  I'm sure you witnessed a similar situation about a year and 4 months ago.  Please be aware of God.

I do have to admire your gall though, and I bet you are nervous as hell.  Indonesia is well aware of my mission mashaAllah, and while the country is mostly Islam, Bali is not.  So the Public Eye will take it as granted that whoever teaches you yoga will try to steer you towards their religion.  Therefore the solution is simple: do not forsake Allah at any time, and you will do just fine.  If you can keep your heart and intention straight, then you have my blessing.

Are you sure you want to go to Bali, Princess?  You could always get your yoga cert in NYC.  At least if God wills to test you, you would be on familiar ground.