Insomniac Hairdresser

My Chi is like, SO off

What kind of can of worms did I open?  (wish it was just a can of beer...)  So, in another effort to relieve my severe insomnia I decide I would go to a new yoga/energy healing center.  More of an Asian style of yoga, Dahn Yoga.  I thought, Yay!  What fun!  Heal my energy.   Great.  Now I can't even make it through the day without something going terribly wrong.

My lovely Energy "healer" has unleashed upon the universe a rampant, powerful, unneutered energy.  (And apparently "unhealed")  Ever since my "energy healing session" my Chi has thrown a rabid dog my way.  So the first thing that happens was bronchitis.  I felt so ill after my session!  So I got sick, then a few days later wake up with a monster case of pink eye!  IN BOTH EYES.  Back to the doctor for that.  A few days later I was standing next to my hubby as he took the trash out.  He somehow manages to fall face first into the trash can, bust his face open and require 5 stitches. The next day at work I fall flat on my face at work.  Just face forward, hands out, knees down!  I haven't FALLEN down in years!!!! The next day I leave on a business trip where I forget my cell phone charger.....no way to be in contact with anyone.....well atleast I can use my laptop.  WRONG.  I proceed to accidentally pull the phone cord out and break the phone connecter to the laptop.  YAY!  When I get to the airport I am practically strip searched.  When I get home, I discover I have left the dome lights on in my car that is in airport parking and the battery is dead.  And so is my *ucking cell phone.  I get a jump and make it to mcdonalds where they mess up my junior burger.  THANKS.

So the work week begins again as I put my normal hair color on and it turns orange.  What the hell?  Then I am cutting a girls hair and using a razor around her neck and proceed to cut the string of her pearl necklace as the pearls fall to her lap.  To top it all of, last night I drove off a 1 1/2 foot curb I didn't see and got stuck and had to be towed out. 

Can you please bottle up this "energy" and jam it back in to me?  And I haven't even had my second session yet.  That would be tonite.  In like 30 minutes.  God, please help me. (and anyone else within a 15 foot radius of me....)

Lunesta....

So like Wow.  Lunesta.  You all know my stories about not being able to sleep.  I have let it go for too long.  I have had too many Xanax, valiums, somas, beers, martinis, tylenol pm's, melatonin.....too much crap.  So I thought I would try Lunesta. 

So in October, I went to the doctor and asked him if it would be right for me, and what are the side effects.  He said, "Well, some people experience a funny taste in their mouths.  But they love it.  Here is a prescription."  I didnt even care how little he asked me, I just wanted it so bad.  I ran to the pharmacy and filled it.  I was so excited.  I got in my jammies, and ceremoniously took my "first personally perscribed sleeping pill."

GOOD LORDY.  I could slap you.  I had the most wonderful dreamy sleep.  I fell beautifully asleep in 30 minutes of taking it, at about 11:00pm.  I woke up filled with sunshine at 7:30 in the morning.  I got up and did laundry.  I thought God had adopted my body and left my world filled with magic and glee.  I took it the following night and the same thing happened.

But the third day, I started getting REALLY exicted about taking it.  I thought....wOW  i can sllleeeeeppppp.  The lunesta was calling me, take me, take me.  I thought this very weird since I don't have much of an addictive personality.  Out of curiousity I popped on the net to read a little more about it.  (granted i had read all of the "promotional stuff", etc.  but i was digging for the dirt.....)  I found that it can be habit formning, not addictive but HABIT FORMING.  Just like insomnia.  I already had a habit of not falling asleep, I did not want to form a habit of taking a pill.  So I decided I would only take it about 3 nights a week on the days I had the most trouble sleeping.

It was crazy because I had a clear head, I was more productive during the day because I felt rested, which if you haven't noticed, I never felt rested.....I felt so freakin great!!!!!  I got so much done, and my spirit was back.

Lets just say things have been dandy for about two months.  I take it on my worst nights and sleep like a baby.  But then things started to get a little weird.

I can't hold on to anything.  I am so clumsy.  I drop stuff, bump into stuff, cut my self, all sorts of stuff.  But now, I dont feel as refreshed as I first did.  I find myself sleeping longer, or taking a little longer to go sleep.  I thought by spacing them out they would not build up in my system or give me a tolerance. But then the worst happened.

I got a night terror.  A freakin crazy ass nightmare.  I never have nightmares.  The only time I had ever had a nightmare was on melatonin.  But this was a night terror.  It was absolutely horrifying.  I dreamt that devils were trying to get into my body.  But i could REALLY feel them.  but i was asleep.  But I could feel them trying to get in.  I became afraid and tried to pray to God to help, and then when I did, I felt a different sensation. Like God was shining a protecting light on me.  This was back and forth, like a Quentin Terratino movie.  Or Scorsese or something...(sp???)  It was a fast moving picture that was weighty and suffocating.  The sensations were real, and I was screaming out to Kev to help me, to wake me up.  But I really didn't.  It was so weird.  I was so disturbed by this, I couldnt even get out of bed to pee when I woke up cuz I thought the demons would get me.  This dream has stayed with me for 2 days now. 

So needless to say, i was too afraid to take it the next night.  Or even tonight.  I dont know how normal this is, can't find alot of info on it.  But if anyone has had this problem please let me know!

And quite honestly this sux because I really liked this stuff!  I thought it was going to help.  But now I am left wondering what on earth I am poisoning my body with!!!!!!  EEEKKKKKK

just fantastic!

I can't complain.  Things are going so nicely right now.  The whirlwind storm is now over and things are dying down finally.  well, sort of, in MY world they are but others still might have a heart attack looking at my schedule.  but i love it.  my cosmetics line......introducing:

heavenly cosmetics

is going well.  i am almost sold out of my new shipment.  so please write me and want to buy lots of stuff.  please.

the fashion show went fantastic, miami went fantastic.  i am now part of Aquage haircare....no more Alterna.  more on that later. 

just wanted you guys to know...more posts will be coming now!  i have hired a new assistant now so my load will be lighter :)

now for the bad news.  i am sooooo freakin tired i can barely see straight.  i think i am going to fall right to sleep!  well, that was the good news.  the bad news is i am going to bed now!  don't miss me too much.

kisses....mwah!

Dreams of Cash

So I had a dream last night that I was digging through some old purses looking for stuff and I kept finding money in them.  Like tons of money, 50, 100, 500 and 1,000 bills.  (yes, it was a DREAM...)  but it was so awesome.  i had a stack of money about 8 inches tall.  I don't really know what this means, but I have had this type of dream throughout my life.  I have never had the "purse' dream, but I have dreamt many many times of walking through the forest and finding gobs of money. 

Now I know this doesn't mean I am a money hungry ho.  So I need to find out what it means.  I checked Dreammoods to see what they had to say.....

Money

To see or win money in your dream, symbolizes that success and prosperity is within your reach. Money may represent confidence, self-worth, success, or values. You have much belief in yourself. Alternatively, dreaming about money, refers to your attitudes about love and matters of the heart. It is frequently a symbol for sexuality and power. In particular, finding money indicates your quest for love or for power. 

Forest

To dream that you are in or walking through the forest, signifies a transitional phase.  You may be following your instincts. 

Purse

To dream that you are carrying a purse, signifies secrets which are being closely held and guarded. 

Trees 

To see lush green trees in your dream, symbolizes new hopes, growth and desires. It also implies strength and stability. You are concentrating on your own self-development and individuation

Jewelry 

To see jewelry in your dream, signifies your own sense of self worth and personal value. It is also symbolic of knowledge, identity, or whatever qualities you hold precious in your life.  They highlight the importance of spirituality and psychological riches

I threw jewelry in there because just the other night I had a dream about jewelry.  Lots and lots of it.  It was all mine, and in my closet.  So I have been having some comforting dreams lately and it has been quite nice compared to all the stress as of late.  Its seems that it may be possible that some things I am working on and some self-discoverey issues that I have could lead to much riches.  They could quite possible be emotional or intellectual riches, but riches all the same.  I guess I will continue working on what I am working on and then we shall see!

Cheese for Sleep

I bet if I just had one big ole chunk of Gruyere I would sleep like a baby.  I stayed up til 4 every night this week and was fine.  That was BEFORE I gave up cheese.  But then again last night i took a tylenol pm and was lucky enough to snooze off around 2:30.  but i fear that it is too late for sleepy drugs, and if i were to lay down right now, the cheese will haunt me.  just one bite couldn't hurt right?  i mean, to help me sleep and all. 

one piece of cheese for the sleepy girl?  please?

but its just so off-white, and square and chunky, and aged to the finest perfection.  like a smooth parmesan....mmmm....

shit, i'll be right back.....

Frightening!

well, i was laying on the couch like usual watching hours of junk t.v. like usual.  all wide awake and everything.  then all of the sudden i felt that crazy JERK! like i had nodded off.  i actually nodded off.  this never happens!  i was so shocked and surprised by this sudden invasion of sleep that i had to jump up and run to my blog just to shake it off!  i feel almost frightened!  now that i have come to terms with it i think i will go lie down and try again!

wish me luck.

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soory! i was sick...

 well i woke up with a nasty little case of brochitis and have been trying to fight it off like a banshee.  whats really cool is i got to down lotsa theraflu and sleep sleep sleep.  i slept for two days.  oh and i watched movies....bad movies...good movies.  watched willy wonka for the 142 time.  or something like that. theres just something about veruca salt, ya know?  what with all the cold drugs and martini's and bad movies i just haven't had much on my mind.  hence the last post....i don't even know where that came from or what it was about...so excuse my momentary insanity. 

more crazy dreams.  this time i dreamt i made up a show called Summer Survival and sent it to mark burnett.  something about a bunch of people having to work at a resort, at bars and stuff.  hell i don't know.  in my dream it was going to save the world.  i just knew it. and i was going to be rich.  filthy rich.  riding around in my limo with my chefs and trainers and nail lady rich.  everyone was going to start looking at my blog and snapping my picture.  the epitome of the american dream.  little hairdresser girl becomes hollywoods new genius writer.  and then i could stay at the Real World penthouse in vegas.  oh yeah, and sign stuff and everything.  brad and jen would be asking for my advice.  and i would get lots and lots of sleep.  like, all the time. 

phases of exhaustion...

guess what guys?  im sleepy!  but then again you knew that.  shit, i can't type.  i'm half alseep, half awake.  who is out there listening to my ramblings..is it important?  no!!!!!!!!!!! of course it isn't.  sleep seems so important...but in light of the recent sitution my life is now so miniscule.  i keep watching the videos on my tv of the tsunami.   so incomprehensible....yet so close to home for me.  i am way over here...why can't i be over there?

bouts of genius

weird random dreams.  its like i fall asleep only for about 3 mintues.  i keep waking over and over even though i am overwhelmingly tired.  i will lay there, and feel like i have slept a while, then look at the clock and realize its only been 10 minutes.  sometimes its just downright brutal.  i dreamt of snow, so much snow i couldn't drive.  i had to pull over and couldn't even see the street.  then i saw my dreamhouse in the summer, the same dream house i always dream of.  hadn't in a while, but it does recur from time to time.  but this time it was remodeled.  what does that mean?  something i need to look into.  its kind of like the dream i had where all of my beautiful clothes became tattered and torn.  like i had lost a part of myself.  but now i feel maybe i have gained something, though i am not sure what.  my pychic moments are becoming more and more frequent, though i still don't know how to distinguish the fact that they are going to come true until they do?  how you decipher between just mind chatter or premonitions of things to come.  i can't figure out how to pinpoint that.  maybe i will continue to read more books.  its right there....i just can't get close enough. 

laying in bed all night i have bouts of genius, bouts of sadness, itchy legs, big dreams, lofty aspirations...yet i wake up so overwhelmed.  with sleepiness.  why am i here?  why can't i sleep.  sometimes i just overthink it all.....

Almost Time to Sleep

Of course, now I don't know why I would be so concerned  with sleepytime.  It doesn't work for me anyway.  But I get oddly excited about it.  Like a kid during the 23 days before Santa is due.  Each day brings you a little closer to Santa.  But in my big-girl world, Santa never comes.  But I still have great hope.  I am so sleepy.  All day long.  Dropping things, running into walls.  It can be quite entertaining if your one of the "Rested."  I think maybe tonite I will have a Nighttime Pain Reliever and a stiff Martini.  My best friend bought me this fantastic liqueur/liquor (hm....will have to check on that)  called Guavaberry.  Imported from the wonderful island of St. Maarten.

aaaah, St. Maarten.  You know why I love it there?  Because its the Friendly Island?  Or because the salty breeze makes my hair curl so nice?  Or because the sand is thick and crusty between my toes?  Or the lush mountains make like a still movie?  No.  Jackass!  Its because I slept there!  Oh mi gosh!  It was so amazing.  The bed was so big and the pillows were so soft.  I slid between the sheets each night like a hot knife through a luscious cheesecake.   One day, I even slept all day.  I slept and slept.  I didn't realize one could feel so alive and vibrant.  To wake up, like, all AWAKE and stuff. 

I usually don't sleep that well when I travel, which I do alot for work.  But something about the islands makes me feel warm and protected and like a little girl being nurtured by someone who cares so deeply about what will become of her.  (Gee, never had that....what a concept.)