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We are from Allah, and unto Him we return.
Or, in Biblical terms, the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.
For our Augusta boys that we lost tonight: Inna lillahi wa inna illahi raji’oon. May Allah (SWT) forgive you and have mercy upon you.
I don’t know what else to [...]

Quick, it’s a multiple choice question! Is the above:
A) My email signature
B) Something Homer said on The Simpsons this Sunday
C) Something I said at our lovely North Carolina hotel this Saturday
D) Not a good sign
E) Both C and D
Those of you who said E, well, you’re just brilliant. Or cheating because you were actually in [...]

Tonight when I was mentally telling someone off in my head, I thought (to said non-existent person who does actually exist but was not present at the time), “And if you want to know what’s going on with me, you can just read my blog because I wouldn’t tell you anymore than what I put [...]

Last night, I had to stop by the halal meat store to pick up some ground beef, and my favorite Al-Madina being both closed and well out of my way, I stopped off at the new store that’s opened on Roswell Road, a mere two miles from my house. It’s very convenient, so if [...]

I feel like I’ve been traveling for months. I think that would be because I HAVE been traveling for months. It’s been a long time (read: Thanksgiving) since I’ve had my regular work-home-Augusta schedule, and let me tell you, the nastiness that is my house is simply awful to behold. I’d post pictures, except then [...]

This morning when the boxes of Dunkin Donuts arrived, we opened one and found a dozen heart-shaped donuts. Heart-shaped. All they needed was little pink hearts to make send us all into sugar overload, in more ways than one.
It’s good, then, that immediately afterward, we engaged in an artery-clogging second breakfast at Wheaton’s own Egglectic [...]

Me and baby Amal after the funeral

In Chicago, life’s a little different than it is in Atlanta. In Chicago, we stay up late and get up early. In Chicago, we play to win, not for fun, and we pulverize our competition in the process. In Chicago, we don’t believe in porch sitting. In Chicago, we put Worcheshire sauce and bell peppers [...]