Happy 5 years to Us.

5 years ago, someone kissed someone and the following day they both went out on a date and watched Iron Man and had fish tacos and Coronas.

5 years later, someone kissed someone and when out on a date and watched Iron Man 3 and had Tapas, a Bellini, a Mojito & a Caipirinha.

Yes. The Pillow and I celebrated our 5 years of being together over the weekend, starting from our first date. It was a "friendly" date back then... or I should say "hang out". We started sllllooooooooooowwwww... Took our sweet time to finally make it official (that was like 2-3 years after our first date)... But being crazy me, I count our first hangout first date to be the Beginning of Rima & Rob.

Anywhoo... We watched Iron Man 3 at the Grove in LA. Who said that you can't be in love with 2 Roberts? Evani would understand.

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Plus how FIERCE was Pepper when she smacked that bad guy with her Morphed Self. HAWT. Super loveeee the movie. It was nice to see Tony Stark's acting a little human at the end. And I was giddy when I saw after the credits, "Tony Stark will Return". Aw yea. I hope for realz. I can't wait til Avengers 2 starts.

Since we both miss Barcelona, we decided to dine in for some fancy Spanish food. We head on over to SLS hotel in Beverly Hills and ate at The Bazaar for some tapas and cocktails. 

Food was delish. That avocado ceviche roll was to die for. Yum. The ambiance was lounge-y like... so you are surrounded by the young (or old) Hollywood people and of course the Kardashian-esque crowd (if you know me, I am not a fan). They also have a dessert lounge which we just browsed around after dinner because we were just plain ol' stuffed (the dessert at the Patisserie looks awesome). The service was good and the decor was unique.

Caipirinha was made at table side. Pretty awesome.

The place was filled with pictures and old books

Now my ONLY complaint about SLS Hotel was their Valet service. For $14, you would expect some great service, right? NOT! It was a Valet from hell. Ok, waiting for your car to come, let say, for 15 minutes, should be fine, right? How about almost 2 hours?!?! Yes. We waiting for Rob's car to come for almost 2 HOURS! 2 effin Hours. It was almost 2 AM and we haven't gotten our car! Yes, I know it was crowded as fuck, but then to find out that the Valet Duder said that they couldn't find our car because there was a glitch in the system is pretty ridiculous. Homegirl here was not happy. Plus, it's not like we live close-by Bev Hillz, ja kno. 

Valet Duder felt so bad he gave our $14 back. Whatever. Rob felt bad he told me just to sleep on the way home. Haha. 

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Anyways, these 5 years has been great, PillowMan. More to come, eh? Love you.

moonbeams,

Rima

Happy Weekend!

This is my "its-the-freakin-weekend-imma-bout-to-have-me-some-fun" face.

Peace.
Rimz

my music taste

... is weird according to my co-workers. I can be Bi-Polar when it comes to music.
I work in a department in the hospital where we can play blast music all day err day without anyone protesting... okay, maybe if we play some profanity music.

My Charge Nurse is a rocker/screamo/emo/punk/alternative girl at heart... so you would expect to hear those kind of music during a case...

I have a Radiology Technologist who's stuck in the Disco area... We have a Mix-CD that he puts on OUT LOUD in between cases and you can hear Kool and the Gang yelling from across the hall.

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We throw in some Country here and there (Disco duder and another Rad Tech LOVES their country)...

If we have an elderly Hispanic patient who don't speak any English, we WILL throw some Banda or Mariachi music.

Then we have a doctor that loves his (s)Norah Jones and Josh Groban... (plus he monopolize during holiday season by playing his playlist of Holiday songs... and it starts from Thanksgiving!)

As for me... I can go all the way from the 1920s to the 2010s. 

I can listen to

one day and then I can just swap into this...

then to this...

or this...

this...

then one day this...

and of course this...

followed by this...

ok you get the gist.

And for some reason my taste in Music makes my co-workers confuse.

So I'll end this weird post with 2 songs that are in my mind right now.

and...

moonbeams,
Rima

He loves Barcelona; She loves Paris (Part 5)

I'm actually laughing at myself. I'm thinking "Will this series ever end?"

The answer is, "NO!"

I lie. It will end sometime soon. I hope.

YES. We are still in Barcelona. This time, it's part of our own bucket list... Well, I guess mostly his. Watching a Champions League Game. The Pillow was excited because not only we're watching FC Barca playing, they are playing against is favorite team, AC Milan. So the whole city of Barcelona was filled with this FOINE Italianos in their jersey, spreading their hotness in Spain. Gosh.

First things first. What is visiting a foreign land without checking out it's water aka beach? So there we went, in jackets & coats, heading to Barceloneta, the beach part of Barcelona. Seriously, I wanted to jump in to the waters. Ok not really. We had some simple breakfast then we hung out near the W Hotel, staring at the sea... followed with Sangria (for him) and Jack & Coke (for me). See who's the girl now? Kidding boo.

Knowing that this is our last day in Barcelona, we hit Las Ramblas & Barri Gotic again... to eat Indonesian food. Seriously... We flew all the way to Barcelona to have home food (we Indos crave our Indo foods when we are away). I really recommend this place, Betawi.... Rob & I were impress because it does reminds us of home. We went cray when we saw our national beer served at this cafe... hence we ordered one. Food was delicious. The owner stopped by and had a chit-chat with us... Super friendly. She's a Betawi lady (Native Jakartan) so her Betawi accents was strong which made me giggle because I haven't heard that accent since I moved back to the States. Seeing the Pillow trying to talk in Jakartan Slang was pretty weird... does not suit him. He should just stick to English.

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The game was EPIC because Barca won from a lost that could've cost them to lose their spot in the League (fact: they lost in the Semi finals against Bayern Munich). The atmosphere was legendary. It's actually something that I've never experienced before in the many Soccer matches I've watched live. The Catalonians take their Soccer Football seriously. No Joke. It's their religious. It's their history. It's part of them. Hence FC Barca's Motto: Més Que Un Club meaning More than a Club. The Pillow was so stunned and amazed, I'm pretty sure he was crying in the inside and shed a tear here and there. All I can say is, if you're in to Soccer/Football, go watch a Champions League game. Real deal. From the chanting to the singing to the waving of the scarves in the air to the booing, it's surreal. I don't mind watching it again.

AC MILAN Booties

See the tears of joy on the Pillow?

After the game, we had more paellas at a local, super packed, cafe and headed back to our hotel, surrounded by the poor Italianos in the train. Saying goodbye to Camp Nou was hard. But I have a feeling, knowing the Pillow, we'll be back someday.

NEXT, PARIS (finally).

xo, Rima

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