The weather has been extremely hot lately. Most of the time, I hide in my aircond room, with the windows closed. But a while ago, I thought I smelled durians. Durians are some exotic fruits available only once a year usually around May to July.

I told my hubby I smell durians and I must have them now. I said if he cannot find me any fruits, he must buy me some durian flavoured icecream or I will die dreaming of durians. He said I can go to sleep now and dream of durians if I want because he is not going out to buy icecream for me. He even rub it in and tell me to dream that I am not sleeping in our old home but in some swanky Vegas hotel.

That man! I hate him.