December.

I can't believe it's already at December. We are at the edge of 2014. In 30 days we will say goodbye to the good ol' 14 and say HAAAAAY to 15. Honestly, I think (and I know a lot of people do) that this year went by waaaaaaaaaaay too fast. Like literally, I felt like I just celebrated New Years 2014 in Cancun in the comfort of my hotel bed while Rob was passed out sleeping fighting his hangover jetlag from Asia.

This December will be a little busy. I will be working like a maniac. Putting a lot of hours in the ER. You seriously will get a kick working in the ER during the holidays. This article in the Huffington Post really sums it up on what I'm and will be dealing with in the ER during this month. Oh what joy. 

Another joy that I'm having is that I'm making some little extra cash by baking some brioche. I had 3 orders this past weekend and now I have more lining up! Yay. Seriously, brioche is the best bread ever. 

Some sad news (well, for me) is that I won't be able to The Pillow this month. Or next month. I won't see him until February and it's slowly torturing me :( Yes, he still does send me daily selfies (as requested and it's actually a series) and we Facetime as much as we can. It's sad that I won't be spending the holidays with him. And I've been listening to sappy Christmas music (cue Blue Christmas, Baby Please Come Home and All I Want for Christmas is You), so it's not helping. Le sign.

Oh well, let's celebrate December and end 2014 with a bang. I won't be traveling this month *womp* but I'm excited for January when I visit the motherland for 10 days! Woo.

Bisous,

Rima

le sigh

there will come a day where every thought, ideas, and plans that you have try to work out/manage crumbles like a piece of pie fallen to the floor (must use food analogy mkay?). messy, sticky, and dirty.

today was one of those days. 

i had so many plans in mind. wishes to fulfill. dreams to achieve. then something happen and the world, for a second, stopped spinning. frozen (and yes, I had "Let It Go" song in my head). 

awkwardness filled the air. the tension in the room was sorta unbearable. i felt numb. 

questioning. why why why. but i did not doubt. did not doubt God.

trials and tribulations are part of life. ups and downs. uphill downhill. life is a full circle. 

maybe this is down time. soon, by the grace of God, it will be up again. and better. 

things happen for a reason... and sometimes you just can't understand the reason.

the one thing we need is faith. faith in God. 

i don't know who holds tomorrow, but i know He holds my hand.

"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous." - Isaiah 41:10

- Rima

I can't... I just can't...

... get over the fact that I had to work right after I got back from a Vacation. Dumb me planned it wrong. Being Ms. Rima, I always take 1 or 2 days post-vacation for my Post-Vacation Recovery. It's a must you know. Muy importante. You need that extra day(s) to: unpack, rekindle your lost days with your dog, fight the blues of your awesome vacation, and settle in back to reality.

Am I being overly dramatic? Maybe. That's what the The Traveling PillowMan thinks so. Now he's the pro on going on international trips and going back to work right away despite jetlag. Me? I can't. Just can't. Too much.

Especially when I spent my vacation doing these things...

 Enjoying the beautiful beach in Cancun

Visiting Chichen Itza 

 & to visit one of the Cenotes...

...and jump in to it 

Riding an ATV in the jungle, holding on to my dear life...

...and then zipline thru the jungle

...while The PillowMan tries to pull a Spiderman

Visit Playa del Carmen 

...and wearing ponchos while visiting Tulum's ruins in the rain

Waking up seaside in our Villa in Akumal Beach

Eating legit Mexican Street Tacos with a liter of Coke 

 Visiting one of the most amazing sinkholes/cenotes I've ever ever seen at Dos Ojos...

 ...with my orange hair (I don't know why my camera makes my hair orange)

So you don't blame me right when I came home, drained as heck from a super duper busy day in the ER? Because all I wanted to do is to jump right in to that blue water and float, instead of listening to nonsense complaints of toothache for 1 year & yelling for pain medication and taking needed places for real sick patients who required immediate attention? Almost 75% of health complaints that I've heard today are NOT AN EMERGENCIES. If only you take care of yourself, you wouldn't v be in the ER in the first place. Geesh.

End Rant.

xoxo,

Rima