lately i need earplugs for night’s silence; its mute heartbeat CLANGS in my ears keeping me from pastel dreamland.
parched eyeballs dry heave, weary from tv screens, books, magazines, and computers…..they are my new ineffectual sleeping aids.
i have taken the ambien path. an effective path. a path that garners at least 8 uninterrupted hours of quality slumber. a path paved with soothing, snug, seductive sheets; pillows that caress and cosset; bewitching and benevolent blankets doting away my sorrows, past and present. a path also paved with sparrows and rabbits (cartoon form) magically appearing to frolic and lullaby me to sleep. further down this loopy lane i’ll find myself plucking sweet peas and tulips from my nightgown with which i’ll then fashion into the most beautiful bouquet. but not before i’ll have a final 48 minutes of total and complete amnesia.
yes, i wake up refreshed. i also wake up to ninety-eight new facebook friends, a missing jar of costco size peanut butter, and a one broken heel on my favorite kate spade pumps.
balls!!
so, i’m off the ambien route, and back to valerian, warm tea (yes the herbal kind!!!), and counting golden retrievers.
resolution #1: find (non-amy winehouse) sleep remedy
happy wednesday loves.
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I adore how you write. With such humor and cleverness. I do however wish you didn't have to go through not sleeping. It's common for us over 50'ers but not someone as young as you. So, I am sending sleep faeries your way to work overtime until your sleepless nights are a thing of the past.
Here's to good restful slumber, health & happiness for us both in 2010. Thanks for your sweet..sweet comments as always. Your the best Katie xx
Hilarious….98 facebook friends and missing PB! I should try that shit…I can't sleep at all lately, so instead I play Canasta on POGO.com like the complete asshole that I am.
Happy Wednesday!
love, Brandi
There is a lyric in John Mayer's "Heartbrake Warfare" that goes "red wine and ambien – your talking shit again"… story of my life when on this stuff. Hubby said that in my "sleep" I would open a bottle of wine and proceed to drink (at any hour in the night) and when he would try to talk me back to bed I would say really nasty things to him. He would leave me alone and I would come back to bed and want to have sex. I'd wake up with a serious headache and have no recollection in the morning of the nights activities – after this routine occured for a few nights he asked I not take it anymore and explained what was happening. His exact words "When you take that shit it makes me feel like I am 'date raping' my own wife because your so out of it". To be honest, I don't know anyone who has taken this drug and it's actually helped them with no issues.