Friday's Letter & February Goals

Let's do a 2-fer. I'm so tired, I'm like going "wawawawawaaaaa..." while eating my Lean Pockets & drinking Earl Grey Tea!

But first, head over to Mish's blog, because I did a guest post :)

Oh Friday, where have you been all this week? It was a dragging week for me!

Dear Weekend, you don't know how much I missed you!!! Freakin Administration changed my work schedule to Mon - Fri, from 8 AM - 430 PM. Gah. I have banker hours, BUT I don't have a day off to like enjoy myself to bake and such and do errands. Damn you Upper People. Grr.

Dear Upper People at work, you suck

Dear Super Bowl 47, may the best team win. I really wished Packers was in it.

Dear the Pillow, I'm praying for you to finish school ASAP!!!!!!! I wanna see you graduate :)))) Kisses.

Dear Body, I'm sorry I gained 4 lbs after losing 6 lbs. I blame the yummy foods that the reps at work are bringing. Can not say NO to free food.

Dear Food, can you not be so tempting and yummy? Gurl needs to lose some.

Dear Jillian Michaels, you are one sassy bitch on your DVDs. I cuss at you when I'm in pain.

Dear New Readers, Thank you Thank you Thank you. I really do hope you stay for rizzles.

Dear Vacation, please come ASAP.

Now... Let's talk about goals. Let's recap my January goals.

1. Juice again. Uh that fail. I probably only juiced like 3 times. *Buzzer Sound* - 0
2. Clean Up my Closet. Oh yes. This was a success. It always look nice for a couple of months, then it looks like cray from all the stuffs I purchase thru out the year. - 1
3. Organize my Euro Trip. GREAT SUCCESS. I even got my cute Hot Pink Carry On. Got my plane tickets, hotels & apartments AND my Baking Class for Paris. Now I just need to make a list of places to see, things to do. Gosh, finally this bunny is hitting Europe. - 1
4. Major Car Clean Up. Eh, I only washed it once at the car wash. hahahahaha... - 1/2
5. Organize my Comp & Phone Files. I'm halfway there. I've stored all my Comp memory to my external hard drive, I just need to start sorting out stuffs in the Comp for me to delete. I'll get there. - 1/2

Total: 3 out of 5. NOT BAD. Whoop.

Let's go February!

1. Juice Again - I'm gonna repeat this again since I fail to do so since December. I have to be diligent about this! >:(
2. Fab Ab Feb - Thanks to Melissa for posting about this, I'm gonna attempt to do this. I'm such a Lazy Ass but I've been trying to prep myself saying, "C'mon Gurl. You got 15 minutes in your life to do this!" I just wanna see results. GAH.
3. Sleep Early. I've been having problems sleeping lately, esp work nights. I'll sleep around 1230AM! And I hate it. I hate waking up all tired and groggy. My mind still races as my body is tired when I'm in bed. I need to find my way to stop stimulating my brain as I try to sleep. GAH. Any tips?
4. Make Sugar Cookies. I'm not a big fan of Sugar Cookies, but I promise my coworkers to make some... I'm no pro in Frosting cookies, so this will be a challenge.
5. Finish my Cross Stitch. As part of my 12 things list, I started cross stitching again. I need to finish it!

So what are you goals for February?!?!

Linking up with Ashley of The Sweet Season & Melissa of Insert Sarcastic Remark Here.

moonbeams,
Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Life... Seriously how exciting can you be? I really can not wait for March and am having anxieties and chest pains and what not just planning for my mini Euro Trip. So far, AirBnB has been my best friend on planning for accommodations (seriously, people, it's waaaay better than staying at a N-Star hotels).

Dear Debt... I hope someday soon you vanish from my life and I hope to be more content on what I have. I want to save up and just travel the world... Even when I have kids. Yes, people, it's doable.

Dear Self... Please be content in what you have so you don't get buried in debt.

Dear Friends, Families and Loved Ones... Please understand that as of this minute, I rather plan about my future travels than for my future wedding. And yes, I'm dreaming of a Destination Wedding. Come travel with me then.

Dear Work... I need a raise.

Dear Chimmy... Stop being a brat and eat your food.

Dear Eczema, Sinus Congestion and Gas Pain... Go away. Nobody Likes You.

Dear Pillow, I hope you have a safe trip to Detroit this weekend. Love you.

linking up with Ashley

xoxo,
Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Jack & Jill, (you can read about them here, here and here)... I've only had you both for less than 24 hours, and you both stole my heart, just like that. The way you both jump up and down when I come to feed or play with you, the way Jill hides her treats all over the garage, the way Jack rolls immediately to ask me to rub his belly... You really stole my heart. It was so hard for me to hold my tears when I saw the guy take y'all back in to the room for the exam at the shelter, knowing that I will never get to see you again. When I saw both of your pictures on the RCPets.info website up for adoption today, I was happy. I am happy that you are safe in a better place than the streets where I find you, but I'm also sad because I couldn't keep you. If my circumstances were better, I will definitely take you in without a doubt. I really hope you both find a forever home, hopefully together, just like how I found you. You both will forever be in my heart.

Dear Eldad from Hope for Paws, if it wasn't for your videos, I wouldn't do what I did. Your videos inspired me so much and your cheeseburger method kinda help me get these dogs to my safety. Now I'm gonna keep a leash, blanket and some doggy treats in my car just in case I bump in to another lost dog.

Dear 2013, what a way to start my year, huh? In my 12 Things, I said I want to volunteer at the Animal Shelter... but you gave me to opportunity to save 2 dogs from the streets. God works in mysterious ways. I'm glad He chose me to save Jack & Jill.

Dear People who think about getting pets, please if you do, consider it wisely. Pets have feelings too. I'm a huge Dog lover. If you are considering getting a dog, please think about adopting. There are TONS of dogs out in the shelters that need home. Yes, I admit, I got Chimmy from a breeder. I was being a brat and wanted a Pomeranian. It was the first dog in the family (no one had any ideas on how to obtain one aka clueless about animal shelters). I do not regret having Chimmy, but if I only knew back then, I would've browsed around shelters. I told Pillow that in the future, we're going to adopt 2 shelter dogs. People, don't get a dog just because you feel like it or because it was a spur of the moment. If you think in the long run you can't take care of one, then don't even bother having one. It really bothers me to see dogs that are lost or even to see dogs that are chained down in the yard with no room to play or run... I wonder if the owner even provides fresh water and clean food. Ok, I should stop. But seriously, THINK WISELY BEFORE YOU OWN A DOG.

Dear Pillow. Thank you for being there for me. I still hate that we only get to see each other only on the weekends, and we only talk like for five minutes on the phone everyday.

Dear Faithful Readers, thank for being there to read my blog. I may lose some readers for no reason (I'm thinking it's from a giveaway thing, whatever), but I know there are some out there who stay readers because they like to read. Thank you.

Dear New Readers, welcome. This is a New Year, why not read another New Blogger :)

as always, linking up with Ashley of The Sweet Season.

xoxo,
Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Newtown, CT.

You are in my prayers. This tragedy will be something that people will think about for years. I'm still mad and in shock on why the victims have to be (mostly) children. These kids are innocent. It's so heartbreaking knowing that they won't be able to grow up and live and enjoy life to the fullest. I'm saddened to know that their family will have the darkest Holiday Season they'll ever had.  I'm sad for the schoolmates that are scarred forever. Also to the kids that lost their parent(s). May all of Newtown receive forever comfort and love from Above and from everywhere.

Dear Mr. President.

Thank you for your brief but great message. It shows that you are indeed still human, and proof that men are allowed to cry, even in public. It's sad that it takes another tragedy, now involving children, to realize that America needs to review the gun ownership/controlling law thingamajig. I know you have A LOT on your plate, and it's hard to PLEASE EVERY SINGLE CITIZEN, but I do hope that you take this Gun thing Seriously.

Dear People who own guns.

Please keep your weapons to yourselves. Hide it in a safe place where other people (even your own family members) won't know and potentially steal it and use it for harmful, idiotic use. I know many of you keep them for self defense, but seriously store them and use them with caution. Apparently this shooter used guns that are registered to his own mother. He shot her with her own weapon.

Dear People who Dislikes the President (to the point that all I see on my newsfeed are topics on how much you hate him).

Please please please please... Keep your HATRED out of my sight. Keep your opinions to yourself or share it among people who think like you. What do you do? You are stuck with him for the next 4 years. Deal with it. Instead of ranting, criticizing and bitching on how much you hate him, why don't you make the world you live in a better place? Start small. Like from your own home. Or yourself. Do a reality check in the mirror if you think you are better than him. He's no more human than you are. Humble thy self.

Dear Chimmy.

Since I don't have a little human that I go home to and hug tight, I hugged you. Thanks for letting me hug your for 10 minutes without growling at me.

Dear People.

Don't let tragedy, like today's, be the time you go and hug your loved ones and say I love you to. It should be every day, as often as possible. You will never know what will happen the next. Yes, you may have days where you dislike them or can't stand them... But remember, they've been there for you since the beginning. Embrace each other with love and kindness. We need more them in the World.

May thoughts are also with the stabbing victims (children too) and families affected by it in China that happened today as well.

- Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Pillow aka Rob, thanks for being my rock when I was crumbling down last week. My mini getaway with you helped a lot. You calmed me down and made me realized that bad things will pass. Happy Birthday too. I will miss you while you're gone for 3 weeks.

Dear God, thanks for guiding and protecting me thru the hard times. I know You won't let your people down. Thank you for sending Rob in my life. You always know what's best for your people. You rock. Well, literally You are my Rock.

Dear Stumble Upon, you're my new addiction when I'm waiting or bored.

Dear Obama, I hope you did this dance after celebrating your win.

Dear Washington & Colorado... So with MJ/THC/Weed being legal, are you guys gonna pull an Amsterdam and have like MJ Cafes where I can have a slice of Happy Brownies? jk. I don't even know how much an ounce of weed is.

Dear Self, maybe you shouldn't discuss weddings yet with Mother before you're engaged. She gets too ahead of herself.

Dear Readers, thank you so much for your kind words during my "down" time going thru rough patches. I'm doing okay and everything is back to normal. You are all awesome.

Dear East Coast... Hang in there. I know it's soooo hard for you folks out there... I pray every night for those people who don't have power or heat, esp with the snow storm that's roaming around the East. I hope you do find warmth.

bunny kisses,
Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Pillow. I freakin miss you like crazy. You're only gone for a week, and I only see you once a week anyways, but knowing that you're far far away, not a drive away, stretched my longing for you. Lame. I'm getting girly each year. I can't imagine how I'm gonna be when you'll be gone for 3 weeks.

Dear Rain. Thank you for finally appearing in my life. But what is this, oh Mother Nature... You're gonna be in the 90s again for the weekend? LAME! I'm already in Boot Season mode already. Not cool.

Dear Future Wedding Song(s), the more songs I hear the more confuse I get.

Dear Coldplay, you are perfect for a cold cold night.

Dear Chimmy, you look very cute when you sleep with your tongue stickin out a little. I want to cuddle you so bad but I know you will bite me. You evil you.

Dear Closet, I'm gonna raid you soon and clean you up and start a yard sale on ebay. Anyone interested?

Dear Pastry gods, you're haunting me with needs and wants of going to pastry school. I have my eye on you.

Dear Let's Get Physical Goals and October Goals... Oh shit, i'm slacking. Help. I need motivation!

Dear Sisters, I miss you. ALL 5 of you. Can we go back to last week?

Dear Bed, you are very sexy to me. Every night.

linkin up with Ashley

moonbeams and sweet rain drops,

Rima

Friday's Letters

Dear Mixer, thanks for being there and still surviving my whippings. You sounded like you had pneumonia today while whipping them batter. Poor you.

Dear Pillow, I was so glad I got the chance to see you last night before you leave for New Jersey this weekend. I'm sad that I won't be able to see you this weekend esp with the reunion (I want you to witness awesomeness) but I'm SUPER PROUD of you for being the representative of your company to this BIG meeting. I think Johnson & Johnson should recognize your talent. I wish you all the best during  your Big meeting. PS: Father said you should wear the suit you wore last week. 

Dear Sisters, I can't believe our reunion is happening! Seeing some of you yesterday with Baby Cameron was so exciting. This weekend will mark our awesome journey together... Sisterhood for life. 

Dear Readers, thanks for stickin with me along my journey. As a token, I'm doing a giveaway.

Dear Disneyland/CaliDisney, oh how I've missed you. Cars Land is amazingly cute. Maybe I need to watch that cartoon now. And please continue to release cute couture princess t-shirts/clothes... but lower the prices a taaadd bit. 

Dear Robert from the Jazz Kitchen at Downtown Disney. Thanks for being a great server. It didn't help me that you were cute too. Now if only you were MY Robert aka Pillow, I would throw everything off my table and make out with you. 

linkin up with Ashley.

Friday's Letters

• Dear Fatigue... Go away. You make my day miserable. If only I didn't work 5 days straight, you wouldn't be here and hanging out too long with me. 
• Dear Green Bay Packers. Monday's was total bullshit. We all know that. We all moved on and let's focus on Sunday's game against the Saints. Thank goodness of the real refs to be back in business
• Dear "Call". I don't really like you but it's kinda okay if I do "see" you (que the cha-ching). Just please don't happen in the middle of the night. That's my resting time, you know. Day shift is okay because day shift people are more friendlier to me at the hospital. True Story. And they know my face.
• Dear Southern California. Did you not get the memo that it's fall already? Why do you have to have a PMS heat wave in the next couple of days... SERIOUSLY 108 F in RANCHO CUCAMONGA ON MONDAY? You've got to be kidding me. Did Autumn not knock you in the penis and said that it's enough with the heat? C'mon now, dude. I want to wear my cardigans and boots, mkay.
• Dear Chimmy, why did you have to vomit on the floor while I was chillin on the massaging chair? I had to end my session and wipe your crap. Thanks.
• Dear Father. I'm glad that you personally asked the Pillow to translate you for your sermon tomorrow at church. To be honest, I'm so proud. It show signs of approval. Seeing the 2 important men in my life up on the podium preachin' the Word will be epic. I know people will tease me and the Pillow right after during the potluck. Oh Geez. Oh and please don't preach too long. My butt can't stand the hard seat.
• Dear Pillow, I hope you don't get nervous and start mumbling weird English translation tomorrow for Father. I know you can do it. 
• Dear God, I pray for a miracle. Any kind of Miracle. I would really appreciate it.

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Friday's Letters

Dear Week, damn you went by so fast. Slow down a bit, wontcha?
Dear Booty, apparently I've been enjoying just wearing a tank top and underwear to sleep. Sorry if I made you cold at night. There's a blanket, you know.
Dear songs from college years, thanks for making me think i was pretty bad ass at the time. sorta. I was in a phase, you know.
Dear cuss words, esp the F word. (Not So) Sorry for abusing you. I'm in a foul mood right now.
Dear Pillow, gosh, you know I hate being apart from you. You know the drill.
Dear Chimmy, thanks for robbing $300 out of my pocket to clean your teeth. If only you can be nicer and less grouchy when I attempt to clean your teeth, I could've put that money in the wedding fund.
Dear Baby Adam, you're too cute. You're so cute I just want to quit my job and cuddle with you (ok not really, maybe).  You gotta stop giving me puppy eyes look and make me melt.
Dear Baby Adam (again), sorry but after witnessing your entrance, you will have to wait for Baby C or Baby M to come out. Don't worry, I will have a girl for you.
Dear Mind & Soul, please make up your mind if you want to do travel nursing or not.

Linkin up with Adventures of Newlyweds :)

Friday's Letters

Dear Chimmy! STOP FREAKIN RUNNING AWAY when you're near my side of the bed wanting to get picked up. I'm a lazy ass mom once I'm laying on my bed, and with you wanting to come up and then RUNNING away does not help!! I yell at you instead. And then feel guilty. Because you are so darn cute. Damn you Chimichanga.

Dear Pillow... I miss you, like crazy. Not seeing you in flesh for 2 weeks is torture. Seriously, get on your knees and ask me already *no shame*

Dear Radio. Can ya stop playing: Rihanna, Carly Rae J, Pitbull and Demi Lovato? I tired pushing the buttons on my stirring wheel to change channels. Seriously. Give my thumb a break. I'm having sore thumb syndrome

Dear Ms. Li who touched me like I've never been touched before in a long time. You worked on my back like no other.

I entered like this:

And exiting like this:

Thank goodness the place wasn't too far. I felt like I just woke up from a million hour nap. Ms. Li, you rock.

Dear Baby Adam. You know MiMa can't wait for you. But please hang in there in your mother's belly until I TELL YOU TO! jk. Stay cookin' until you're ready. But please don't go beyond the 24th. My vacation time is only til that date.

Dear Weight. Why have you not gone down? Instead, you're raising up? I thought we were BFFs. I see how it is. You just want to ruin my life. I don't like you anymore.

Dear Pillow (again). Thank you for sending me those postcards from your travel. I got giddy.

Dear Readers... This Recipe will be posted soon.

Can I say, nomnomnom?

Friday's Letters and Sigh.

 

This is a Combo Entry. My mood is very foul.

• Dear Friday... Thanks for stopping by. We've been all waiting for you.
• Dear Weather... Why are you still weird??? Rain hard then Sunny Hard? This ain't no Hard Party, mkay...
• Dear Upcoming Baby Shower Cupcakes... Let's do this. This will be awesome.
• Dear Labor Day weekend... let's make it super awesome. Let's make sure Ms. Weather doesn't have the cramps and ruin my Cliff Jumping experience by being mad and raining and screaming her thunders up. I don't want to get electrocuted while I'm doing my awesome jump. No Bueno.
• Dear Mother... Please stop harassing me about my need to get a new designer purse! Instead of saying "hello how are you how's work", you yelled, "I don't care Rima, you need to get a new designer purse!" In my head, "WTF!?!?!?! That's how you show love? *SMH*" In return I told you that I know but I have other priorities than a damn designer purse (HELLO Marc Jacobs and Gwen Stefani, please send some cool purses? I love you!) such as, uh, saving up for a wedding? If it wasn't for the expectations of throwing a damn party for people, I would just freakin elope *rant mode: ON* but I love y'all too much.
• Dear Pillow, *no shame* please help me and propose? KEE-DEENG.
• Dear Chimmy... I find it very funny that you would wait in front of the backyard window door every night at 9 and wait for the possum to pass by and bark like you're possessed. THE SUCKER CAN'T HEAR YOU! CHILL THE CRAP OUT!
• Dear Readers, my BFF Gaby (the girl that was with me in NYC) just started blogging. Awww... New Girl, so cute. Show her some love. This girl is very, very smart and witty. She totally acts 10 years more her age. She needs help on html/layouts/templates, so for you techy savvy girls out there... help her out :) She's musically talented (her album is on iTunes), just graduated from College with a degree that involves knowing the human brain, and is just interestingly weird (she likes controversies and sarcasms). Say hello to her.
• Dear Period. Go away. You are so not needed right now.
• Dear Future Sponsors, Thank You. If any of you are willing to support me by being a Super Bunny, I would love you long time. In a way, you are helping with my (wishful) wedding fund. Haha.
• Oh and Dear Readers, again, the giveaway will be done soon. JOIN, won't you?

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Friday's Letters

Dear On-Call Week... Please please please be nice to me. I better get called in for a true life saving procedure. Nothing corny. Thank You Love You Bye.
Dear Chimmy, please continue to do your cute whimpering while you're sitting there staring at me wanting to go up on my bed. nyahahahahaha *evil laugh*
Dear Coldplay, I still want to see you live. Like now... In my room.
Dear Juicer, please always bear with me when I yell at you for producing awesome yet so nasty vegetable juices. Thank goodness I'm getting used to the flavors of juiced greens. Weird yet healthy?
Dear Demi Lovato's "Give Your Heart A Break", umm can you give MY EARS a break? I'm soooo tired listening to your song every time I CHANGE my satellite radio stations in my car. You really need to retire... So does, Wide Awake, Payphone, Call Me Maybe (you really really need to retire). I'm NOT TIRED yet of Gotye though. I still SCREAM the chorus, all the time, especially when I'm doing CT scan nursing. Ah, gotta love "Karaoke Club" CT.
Dear Prince Harry, thanks for showing your ass to the world. You just went #1 on my list. Most Awesome Prince Ever.
Dear Dry & Itchy Scalp, can you stop being bipolar and stop like making me go crazy, especially when I'm nervous or bored? Just freakin tell me what shampoo works for you, huh?
Dear Appetite, you too... can you stop being so bipolar? one hour you'll be like, "mmkay... i can control that urge to eat that donut..." then the next hour, you're like, "GURL GO GET CHU SELF 2 DONUTS... AND A CUP OF JOE... YOU WILL NOT REGRET THIS... FREE FOOD GALORE SISTAAA." Eff You. Eff You big Time.
Dear The Pillow, I still dislike you for going to Opening Game of Packers... I wanna be there too, bro.

Friday's Letters

Dear Friday, you're here. And I'm nervous. This is one of the most nerve wracking Friday's that I'll ever have in my (so-far) life. Something might happen today and may be a life-changing event. Let's all pray and hope for the best. And to stop making me so damn nervous.

Dear God, this is me, Rima. Only You will know what will happen today. I surrender my life and this obstacle that I'll be facing today in Your hands. Your Will be Done :)

Dear Rob aka The Pillow aka Kuma-San. I love you, and you know that. We're in this together. Hollaaaa...

Dear Chimichanga, you looks so cute with your short fur-do that you got on Tuesday. You look like a puppy at all times. Can you please act like a cute puppy at all times? That was NOT cute last night when you were acting all cute and rubbing your face and back on my thighs like you really love me, to the part where I was inhaling and smell your nasty silent fart creep up your ass to my nose. Not cool, dog, not cool.

Dear Baby Adam who is still in my sister Melissa's womb, please come out on Sept 17th so I can win the bet that we made during your baby shower. I can use that money to spoil you. Deal or No Deal?

Dear Upcoming On-Call Week, please be a doll and don't have me come in AT ALL during call week. Girl is STILL trying to recuperate from her New York vacation (yes, it's been 2 weeks already since I got back). I'm still working on my photos, so please, be kinda, will ya?

Dear Sister Melissa, thanks for allowing and it's such an honor for me to be in your birthing room when you're pushing Adam like a cray bitch out of your vajayjay on (hopefully) Sept 17. Uh, I guess, I'll see yours and you'll see mines, someday...

Dear Readers, I would really appreciate if you shout a short prayer/include me in your prayers today. Thank You.

Dear Turkey & Cheese Roll-Up, yum. You make a good partay in my belly.

Friday's Letters

Dear New York. You SonOfABeetch. I miss you. Why do you have to be so cool yet so far away? I cry every time I see my little mini Statue of Liberty and Empire State Building. I still scream, "IN NEEEWWW YOOORRRKKK" when I listen to that JayZ and Alicia Keys's song. I immediately get hungry whenever I see my New York Foodie pics. I have proof that I walked all over you when I look at my ugly calluses on my feet. Super sad. I'm going to apply for your RN license this month. I can not wait.

Dear Latin Music... Why do you make me feel like I'm the sex kitten, even though I'm not? You make me feel supahflyy...

Dear French Music... You're so super chill, it's nice to fall asleep with you playing from my iPod.

Dear Eczema, get the hell out of my life! I hate you with passion!! >:( I can not stop scratching... I look like a person who has lice or ticks or scabies. Nasty yo. GTFO!

Dear Pillow... I literally cried last night while listening to "Fix You" by Coldplay (hello, our song!) when you left. It was super nice to see your face even though it was for 5 minutes. I seriously didn't want to let you go when we hugged. I miss you too much. When I was in NYC, all I can think of is our 2 trips together there. Every corner I walked, it reminded me of the awesome times we were there. Hot Damn. Central Park is calling us :) Thanks so much for stopping by my house while you were in the area to visit your cousin. Sorry I could't come with you.

Dear Baby Shower, you better be a great success. I'm investing a lot of my free time after vacation (instead of resting) on you. And money. And baking time. And my desire to hold my appetite to not eat my baked goods before the party.

Dear Bed. You know I missed you while I was gone. Sleeping next to Gaby was interesting because she snores like no other (I LOVE YOU GABRIELLA), and sharing body heat with her in our humid, no AC room was... HOT. I woke up in sweats every single morning while I was in New York. Oh what joy.

Dear Mother Nature of Southern California! Can you stop hating us with your insane heat wave? Like seriously... It's not even cool, yo. Me no likey when I walk out of work, draggin my ass to the parking lot in your heat wave, to enter into my Oven Baked Car... not only to get blasted by super warm air from my AC when I start my car and not having a cold beer right next to me. Seriously, You need to get laid.

Dear Chimmy, stop eating my cheese & turkey roll ups. I know you love them.

Dear Readers, I'm extending my FIRST giveaway til Sunday Midnight... And I will announce the Wiener, I mean Winner on Monday :)

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Friday's Letters

Dear Pillow, yes, I can finally see you tomorrow. You don't know how much I miss your face... in real person. Not facetime. But in person. I get to really kiss you, not virtually kiss you. Nuff said.

Dear Goodwill, thanks for letting me get a really cool vintage jumper that I might wear to the baby shower. Awww yea.

Dear New York City, I'm gonna first give you a big hug. Like really, a big hug, when I get to see you. You don't know how much I miss you. 

Dear New York City foods, be prepare to be inside my belly.

Dear Airport gods, please no delay. I want to get to NYC as soon as possible.

Dear Right Hand, please let that numbness and tingling to my thumb go away. I'm not liking it. It's really bothering me. Please tell Mr. Carpal Tunnel to like take a hike.

Dear Marshalls Store, thanks for making me broke and go crazy when I saw Free People clothing there on clearance.

Dear Evani, thanks for letting me do my first ever guest post on your blog. Hope you enjoy the recipe :)

Dear Pillow again, we really need to hit the beach this Sunday. No exceptions.

Dear Self Control, you need to get stricter on me. I must not spend anymore money in California until I'm in New York. Like for reals. I'll give you a raise if you do your job.

Dear Mother Nature, please be kind to me and Gaby when we're in NYC. But I would love to sweat all the food out I ate while I'm there. Win Some (food), Lose Some (weight).

Dear Readers, I would love to BUTTON/SPONSOR swap with you. I'm cool. Like for reals. And I don't bite. 

Dear Kristen Stewart, I'm not fan of you nor Rob Pat nor the Twilight series, but damn girl you screw up big time. One, how can you cheat with the man you love? Two, seriously with a married man? Three, do you know how many diehard Team Bella-Edward fans out there are going ballistic over this? You just crushed their hopes and dreams. Poor people. 

Dear Humane Society, please hire me as a volunteer? Please? PLEASE? I'll water your plants :)

Dear Readers again, thanks for reading.

Friday's Letters

Dear my baby sister in Colorado, I thank God that you were NOT affected by the shooting. You were in my mind the whole day at work. Sorry that I couldn't get to you soon enough. Glad to know that you're okay. Especially when you told me that it was your favorite movie theater to go to when you lived in Aurora.

Dear Pillow, thanks for understanding me and for loving me and just for being you. You are awesome. I can't wait to see you tomorrow and we get to chill. Can we do cheap date aka pizza and netflix? It's that time of the month, you know. Cue the PMS.

Dear Co-Workers, thanks for helping me out when I was really, really, tired from that late call-back case and tolerating my mood and fatigue of being a zombie at work with only 2.5 hours of sleep and powered by caffeine and sugar (bad combo, yo). And thanks for helping me when I was at the verge of crying (thanks for PMS, being Pissed Off and still fatigued) when I found out that I almost had to stay over for a Neuro case.

Dear Chimichanga, please, please, please stop barking. You're out of control. I love you though. PS: You really do need deep teeth cleaning. Why is it so damn expensive and WHY do you attack me all the time I try to brush your teeth? I need help.

Dear (literally the real) Pillow. Thanks for keeping up with my drool. I've been really, really tired.

Dear (old & new) Readers, thanks for keeping up with the Bolu (i'm no fan of Kardashian whatsoever). I promise to do a food entry soon. If only I had more days off. Gah.

Dear Hot & Spicy Oriental Ramen, thanks for making my stomach miserable during that late case I got called back for, and making me have diarrhea (hello people) once I got home, making me only sleep for 2.5 hours and head to work again. Damn. Yet, you are soooo deliciously spicy.

Dear Sleep, I really need to catch up with you. I miss you a lot.



moonbeams & bunny kisses,

Friday Letters

Dear Pillow, thanks for dealing with my mood. That's what you get for dating a woman. Love you lotz.

Dear Weather, wth is goin on? I thought only humans go thru PMS. Seriously you're soo weird.

Dear New York City, I can not wait to visit you. Like for reals. And roam around and pretend i live there.

Dear Car, I'm sorry that I washed you and now you are dirty again due to the weird weather :(

Dear Hot Yoga, you made me feel good but now my muscles are crying.

Dear Pillow again, I can not wait to see you and just cuddle

Dear Chimmy, why are you barking like a maniac til 11 PM?! Not cool, my son... Not cool.

Dear Reader, old and new, thanks for reading. I do love comments and suggestions.

Dear Blogger Mobile, you are handy for allowing me to do this entry while at work. Awesome.

Dear Amazon, thanks for having awesome deals on books. The nerd in me rejoice!

Dear google translate, thanks for confirming my hindi translation on a Coldplay lyric (hello new tattoo?)

Dear iPad, i love you.

bunny kisses, Rima

Friday's Letters

So I just found out about this Friday's Letter, where you can write a letter to anyone out there, just as a way to express your feelings and thoughts. It was started by Ashley from Adventures of Newlyweds, and I think it's pretty neat. I'm gonna try and start participate :)

Alrighty then, first Friday's Letter.

Dear Pillow, I can't wait to see this weekend (like every weekend) but I know this Sunday will be very awesome and special. I can't wait. Fancy schmancy. Dear Chimmy, please go eat your food. We've opened 3 kinds of food for you and you still haven't eaten yet and it's already 10:30 PM! Why U No Eat? And I can't believe you have the energy to bark like crazy. Dear Body, you really need to tone up and lose some fat. Your arms are weird looking. I'm gonna hook you up with some hot yoga. Dear iPhone, I'm sorry you ran out of memory when the Pillow was recording the flash mob on Wednesday. My bad. I will start organizing your storage more. Dear Sisters, I can not believe that our reunion is going to happen soon. Finally we'll be in the same room. Last time was back in 1999. God has answered our prayers. Not only there'll be the 6 of us, 2 cute boys will join us. Weeee. Dear Pillow (again), I want to hold your hand. Dear Readers, thank you for reading my blog. If you want, please spread the word. I'll love you forever.

moonbeams & bunny kisses,