Special Pillow

April 14, 2013 meisajDaily Life

I’ve had one particular pillow for at least a decade. Probably much Longer than that. I sleep with two or three pillows on any given night. Usually two pillows is the right height for me to sleep in my side without cramping my neck (or collar bone). This pillow was different.

I called it Special Pillow, just for the fact that it has been around for long time, and that I slept with it covering the top of my head and eyes every night. It was a down pillow that had little to no mass left however it blocked out the light completely and helped me sleep at night. It was useless for anything but being put over my head.

For the last couple months it has been put aside, waiting to be patched and sewn up – it was old enough to have had it’s casing just disintegrate. The plan was to sew it up in a pillowcase and put an extra pillowcase around it. Unfortunately it had to be tossed as feathers started getting spread all over the apartment.

I thought I’d do a little memorial post for this pillow that I’ve had longer than just about anything else in my apartment. Essentially I’ve rebuilt my whole life in the time I’ve had this pillow. Sooo….

A long time ago (2005) I took a series of pictures of the pillow imagining what it did while I was at work.

A day for Special Pillow contained all of the following. Pillow sleeps in long after I’ve left. He likes to plays video games, all the sports games that I don’t play it does. Daytime TV is Pillow’s favorite. Especially trashy talk shows. It is smart for a pillow, long ago figuring out how to use computers. Despite not being able to reach the pedals, Pillow still likes to bike. Looking at bills is depressing for everyone, especially pillows. He tries to give off the image of intelligence by reading books way above his comprehension level. Foosball is his favorite sport, if you can call it a sport. He is actually a really good cook.

December, 1963

April 14, 2013 meisajDaily Life

Every wake up in the morning with Frankie Vallie and the Four Seasons going through your head?

To the point where you can’t wait til you play it so you can hear it?

Yeah, me neither. Except for this morning.

I woke up with December, 1963 going through my mind. I didn’t even know who sang it, although when I looked it up The Four Seasons seemed like the logical fit. And I didn’t know it was called December, 1963; I thought it was call Oh What a Night.

So I wait til Sam wakes up and starts moving around and doing stuff; and keep in mind I’ve been awake and now lived with this song running through my head for about two hours, and put it on the computer playing it at what I would call a decent, but not loud volume (I can type that word but can’t say it correctly).

Twenty seconds into the song Sam comes by and turns it down to nothing. “Too Loud.”

I’m sorry Frankie Valli. I won’t be putting you on repeat like you are in my mind.

December, 1963

Sleeping Sides

April 11, 2013 meisajDaily Life

When I first broke my collar bone and had surgery on it I could not sleep on that side, or either side during recovery. I slept sitting up on the couch and drooled all over myself. It was pretty bad, but apparently if I fall asleep sitting up I drool a lot.

Now and days I sleep on my side regularly. Its just how I fall asleep. And surprising I fall asleep a majority of nights on titanium collar bone side. I stretch my arm out under two pillows and pass right out. After I had finished the ‘healing process’ I still had to sleep on non-titanium side for years, I just couldn’t comfortable fall asleep on the side I had broken. So it is nice that I’ve passed that part.

Yesterday I woke up really sore in my shoulder on titanium side. I was stretching all day long to try and loosen it up. I feel asleep (or tried to) laying flat on my back with a pillow over the top of my head. It was bad, but I rolled in my sleep to my side, and woke up just as sore this morning.

Until I broke my collar bone I never payed attention to how I slept. I just put a pillow or hat down over my eyes and passed out. It seems bizarre that something I’m getting particular about how I sleep as I get older.

Eh. Go Life I suppose.

I know I’m Stupid

April 9, 2013 meisajDaily Life

Fuji cross 3.0

I know I’m stupid. I treat my body like its in high school / college shape.

I don’t know how to exercise without it being an endurance event for me. I need to bike (which is my current exercise) as hard as I can until I’m exhausted.

Strangely though I recover pretty well. I biked ten miles yesterday. Nothing really to brag about. But I went as hard as I could for 3 miles. For 5 minutes of those three miles my heart beat at over 200 beats per minute. That’s just stupid. After the first three miles I did 1 mile off and 1 mile on until I got back home. It wasn’t even that fast of a ride.

But I pushed myself. I woke up in the middle of the night with my thighs tensed up. It settled after a few seconds, but was painful.

So yeah, I’m stupid. I know it. My body doesn’t. It still wonders what is going on.

Anyways:

New Bike – Fuji Cross 3.0

Yesterday’s Ride Stats

A Good Morning

April 8, 2013April 8, 2013 meisajDaily Life

I didn’t sleep well last night. I woke up at 4:15am and was up for almost an hour. And despite trying to get to bed at a decent hour I didn’t fall asleep until after midnight, mostly due to the hours I kept over the last week.

It was Spring Break and I stayed up late watching movies and playing video games with Sam. It was cold all break except for this last weekend. During which I did get two rides in on my new bike!!!!

But about my good morning. Well I woke up a little groggy at 6am, but refreshed after having managed to get back to sleep. I headed towards the shower and put on WGR 550 to listen to sports talk about the Sabres game. At no point in my youth would I ever have imagined I’d listen to sports radio, ever, least of all first thing in the morning.

BUT, what made it better than just talk about a Sabres victory last night was that the opening intro music was Bottles to the Ground by NOFX. A little punk music as soon as I tune in before I even hear a voice. Fantastic.

The morning gets even better. I purposely pick out my Space Invaders socks for this morning, and after a shower head to the kitchen to make coffee. Not just any coffee, I ordered whole bean coffee from TIM HORTON’S. Tim Horton’s exist all of western New York, but not in Cleveland (however I’ve seen them in Toledo). I found a two pound bag of coffee on Amazon for $12.99. So I fill my Denny’s mug with Tim Horton’s coffee and sit at the table to read the news.

Next amazing thing happens, WGR plays Brass Monkey by the Beastie Boys for an intro. Fantastic. Couldn’t be better.

Seriously. Bottles to the Ground, Space Invaders Socks, Tim Horton’s Coffee and Brass Monkey. It’s a good combination.

Left Eye

April 3, 2013 meisajDaily Life

No this isn’t about the TLC singer Left-Eye, it is about my left eye.

It’s leaky. I blame it on an overactive tear duct. I’m not sure why it happens, but that is the logical solution to me. Every once and a while, really daily at least, my left eye starts tearing slightly. It’s not crying, unless people only cry out of one eye, and I can’t trace it to any particular stimuli, it’s random, and weird.

So yeah. I have a leaky left eye. It is ok though. It’s not like a bazillion tears a minute, but subtly, I’ll notice a tear building up in my eye and ready to flow. I usually non-chanlantly wipe it away before it tears up. But its there, and it continues to happen regularly.

It doesn’t really bug me. I think Sam is the only other person that knows about it, to the point where she can now recognize when it is leaky. No one else has ever asked or noticed. And it doesn’t really bug me, it just is. It is a quirk of my body, like my pinky finger I can’t straighten, only being able to breathe out of one side of my nose at a time, my hitch-hiker’s thumbs, and abundant knee-fat.

Damn my awesome body.