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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Tales Behind the Chair..... Those Moments...

    Those moments when you realize the difference you make in a persons life.  I have a handful of clients that view me as a machine that I am only there to do their hair and be a sounding board, but other than that, they don't seem to think I am a living human being that gets ill, sad or tired.  They don't seem to realize that I too value time with my family, friends and that I too enjoy being home to have dinner with my husband and daughter or spend a full weekend with them.

  Then there are those moments.  Those moments when the most likely and unlikely clients all of a sudden, have your back, want to fight for you, make sure you are OK, check in on you, cry with you and for you and generally take over telling you to stay home, eat, get better and the ones that really know me, gently yell at me when I still think I am 20 years old and can just power  thru this illness.  I have never been sick in my life, and with it turning into pneumonia and ending up septic because of all the infections I had going on in my body without resting completely, it nearly put me into the hospital and I will probably takes months to fully recover.

     This is the moment where my army of loving considerate clients come in, the clients I now realize are my friends.  The clients who refused to come in until I was well, or at least felt up to it, and those clients are the ones that brought me wellness tea, protein bars because they knew how much weight I had lost, refused to get into my chair until I ate, brought me essential oils, vitamins and a vaporizer , texted me, called me and checked up on me daily and either stopped by with soup, sent me cards or offered to come sit with me, clean my house or bring me food.  Some of these clients are still checking on me daily.  I never expected the outpouring of love and consideration and realize that these are the reasons I have been doing hair for 27 years and probably will into my 80's.

     What about the Handful of clients that couldn't or adamantly refused?  Yes I had one send me a text that said "I am sorry you are so sick, but that is not my problem, I pay you to do a job and I have a very important meeting next week I need to look good for, so I will see you at 2:15 regardless... I will bring you soup."  That Client was 35 minutes late, brought me a can of condensed Chicken and Stars soup and even though I could barely stand up and had a mask on , told me not to talk to her because she could not afford to get sick.  That night was my second trip to Urgent Care.  She is also the client that has no showed me at 5 am and then demanded I get her in because her hair looked terrible, which it never has more than a 4 week outgrowth.  She has 2 strikes, I may even let her go before the 3rd.

     Because of this eye opening experience, I now have a compromised immune system but I have also learned that it is OK to take care of myself. My health is more important, losing a day or even 3 of work is better than the total of 9 days I had to reschedule and I also now know the clients I want to keep around, want to keep me around as well.  I guess I now realize they love me every bit as much as I love them.  Thank you too all of my Angels whether you were Hardcore or Sweet.... I feel it, and I love you too.

   

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Do you ever wonder who that person was?

 Do you ever drive by, walk by or look at someone who is obviously a drug addict and wonder who that person was or could have been?  I do.  


Yesterday I had to go to EnSoul beauty supply to purchase hair for a set of extensions I am doing tomorrow and the parking is away from the building on 4th St. 


 I took I-80 and got off at the 4th St. exit by Coney Island Bar and Grill so I had to drive up quite a few blocks and as always, 4th St. has some pretty interesting people watching.  As I was driving I almost hit a crazy looking guy on a bicycle as he swerved into traffic, completely in his own world.  It scared the crap out of me but as I looked at him I felt sad.  I thought "That is someones ex-boyfriend, son, brother, father, ex- best friend."  He looked about 60 and rough but he was probably closer to my age.  I grew up in neighborhoods were drugs were everywhere and went to schools were it was pretty common for kids to be partiers.   I have known people who have died of overdoses and health risks associated with meth and other drugs and a few who have commit suicide. As I parked my car and walked up the sidewalk to EnSoul, I passed a guy who would have normally scared the shit out of anybody walking alone in that area and I looked him in the eye and said "Hi" he looked at me and without any glimpse of a smile nodded his head.  For a second he seemed familiar.  He probably wasn't but I thought to myself,  I very well could have known that person 20-30 years ago and I wonder what kind of a young person he was and why he is the way he is today.  I ran into a girl when Jayson who is now 25 was around 8 and we were signing him up for baseball/football, I can't remember which and she was one of the prettiest girls in school, had married her high school sweetheart and I had heard she went to med school.  She came up and said "Hi" gave me a hug and for around 15 minutes I had no idea who she was.  When I finally realized who this crackhead with no teeth was and got over the embarrassment of everyone looking at us like we were the best of friends, I felt like I had been smashed in the face with a brick.  She was the girl all the girls were jealous of and all the guys wanted.  I often wonder if she is still alive, if she's gotten clean etc.  If she was that torn up 8 short years after high school, I highly doubt it but I have hoped.  I remember at the time she had twins and she had been going through a divorce and lost custody.   School friends of mine have seen her gambling at Bonanza Casino years ago and apparently she looked so bad they would avoid all contact with her.  That is just one story, I have many many more sad ones just like it.  I am just so thankful that the journey my life has taken me on has made me a strong person who can combat the weakness' that causes people to go completely off track like a derailed train.  Reno is a small town and if you have lived here your whole life as I have, when you avoid or pass that meth head downtown or where ever you may be.  Instead of avoiding all eye contact you may take a look...you may have known them in a different life.........

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Am I just tired?

I feel like I have the flu, I am having severe stomach problems, (what's new right?), I have no energy, I feel like I have a fever (but I don't my temperature is 97.1 hmm?)  I just want to crawl into bed and go to sleep and whine like my little mini Doxie does.  I'm stressed, no lie, I haven't had time to exercise and I am following the same diet Stevi is on so I know exactly what she is going through with these strict dietary guidelines.  I'm sure I am not getting enough calories, yet neither is Stevi and my brain is on overload with all this new information I need to absorb.  Thank God this week I am booked solid for a full 5 days because that hasn't happened in years.  God's way of helping me put money back into the bank that has been coming out sooner than I am making it.


I finally made the time to get into my Therapist's office and was able to unload and have myself a little pity party and a mental breakdown in the safety of her office and her response to me was......"When you are on an airline the first thing the Stewardess tells you to do if the plane is going down is to put your air mask on first before helping others......why do you think that is?"


"Because I can't help anyone else if I'm dead or unconscious ...."


She said..."You are absolutely right, if you don't take care of your self first , you are not able to help everyone else successfully, you can't help them if you let yourself fall apart."


We know this.  We are told this, yet as women, we need to fix, protect, placate, and take care of every situation first...and there is never anything left in us , for us.  I really wanted to go to Cross Fit tonight, I really need it for me, but for me today I saw my Therapist  and I really needed to talk to her.  My decision not to go to Cross Fit was weighed back and forth heavily.  Do I go?  I really should and I need to.  Or do I go home because I only slept 3 hours last night and feel like I've been hit by a truck?


Since Stevi has gotten so sick and sensitive to just about all foods unless its fresh, organic with no cross contamination, I have been reading, learning, studying labels , staying up late and getting up early, running her to Doctor appointments, the pharmacy, running to the school.  Basically running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I've been on the phone with Doctors and insurance companies and pharmacies for endless hours.  I am mentally and physically exhausted and stressed out to the point I feel like an overwound rubber band ready to break or unravel like crazy. Yet, I get up, go to work, smile on cue and drop everything for everyone else when needed.


Maybe I'm just tired............

Monday, September 20, 2010

Have you ever...........(a poem)

Have you ever?..............
Laughed so hard it hurt, then wondered what was so funny?
Loved so much you cry and then realize you don't know why?
Thought until you were in pain only to realize you'll never know the answer?
Felt unconditional love and wondered why it wasn't reciprocated?
Looked into the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen only to be asked, "What are you staring at?"
Wanted to hug someone so badly but you were afraid to take that step forward?
Smiled at someone across the room and it was never returned?
Ask someone how their day was only to be scowled at?
Just wanted a simple 'Thank You?'
Wondered why you could be so sad but yet seem to have it all?
Wanted a tender touch and no words........?
Woken up wondering just what today will bring and not want to get out of bed?
Have you ever?.............

Friday, December 11, 2009

Update.............





So apparently I am a spoiled rotten brat, my Element is AWD. All four tires do spin. I am admitting that I was wrong and thru a temper tantrum because I miss my BMW. Yes I said it. I miss a car, more than anything, I miss the 3 series. I really is well worth the money, but when there is none, what are you going to do. My tires do need to be replaced, they are low profile and the Element is much much lighter than my X5 was for sure. So I just wanted to update you all, I am officially a car snob.......and I am stuck driving a Honda......oh well, it gets me from point A to Point B, even if it is sideways and sometimes backwards. Drive safe!

Sunday, April 19, 2009

All Star Tryouts...


Hmmmmmmm.....Not sure.  We are going to ride the bikes back over at 1 to find out.  She did good on some things, not so good on others.  It is her first year so the fact that she was even invited to try-out is awesome.  We took her to the batting cages yesterday, good thing because she smacked the ball, and quite a few girls missed it and need to be under hand pitched to because the pitching machine was too fast for them.  She smacked the first two balls hard!  Trying out for first base she did pretty good, not perfect but she hustled and she will get points for that.  I would say it's a toss up.  Hmmmmm, I really don't know.  If she makes it great, if she doesn't, it is incredible that she was even invited!  I will let you know later.......



Friday, April 3, 2009

Medicine Balls for down time.......

I don't always get to the gym and prefer to workout during the day so I do not take time away from my family.  I decided while cleaning out my exercise room that I should bring my exercise balls to work.  I have 5 lb. balls and when I have no clients or in between clients I can get in some strength training and it is working somewhat.  Yesterday I worked out my obliques, triceps and biceps getting in 4 sets of 20 reps each and today I was busy but I got in 4 sets of 20 ab crunches and 4 sets of 20 on my shoulders.  I am feeling it so I don't feel like I completely wasted a day without getting to the gym, not as much as I would have done at the gym but better than nothing.  I am going to bring my resistance bands in next week and just keep them at work so when I get no-showed or ahead or a client is running late I can definitely multi-task and not be bummed out if I don't have that full hour to commit to an actual trip to the gym.  My obliques are sore today and someone told me today my arms looked great, but I think it's because I was a little pumped up.  Hmmmmmm how can you multi-task this month?  Find a way and see how it works for you.  I feel pretty productive and in between clients I also swept the floor, watered and cleaned the leaves on my plants at the salon and dusted all the shelves.  All in a days work, a woman's work is never done!

Friday, January 30, 2009

My last 2 weeks have been hell......

I all started Friday morning on the 16th.  I received a call from my bank saying that they were detecting fraud in my account.  As I was on hold, of course, I looked on line and saw that yes, somebody had indeed helped themselves to what little I had, therefore causing my salon lease check to bounce.  Fun.  After finally speaking to a human being, I actually felt secure knowing that they were on top of it.  Wrong.  Sunday evening my sister who lives in Massachusetts was looking for my blog so she "googled" my email address.....called me in hysterics.   I was busy baking cookies and had chocolate all over me so I washed my hands and called her back.  
She told me to google my email address........my stomach dropped into my feet and I felt like I was going to throw up, cry, have diarrhea, scream, pass out, punch something, have a heart attack and was also rendered speechless for a moment.  Staring back at me on the screen of my computer was all my online banking information. Yes all of it. Online ID, Passcode, full name address and social security, along with my birthdate, mothers maiden name, bank account number and routing code, card numbers with cvv and pin codes and expiration dates.  Then just in case you didn't have enough information, all my security questions and answers.  Anything you need to know to assume my identity and better yet, help yourself to my credit cards and bank accounts, which  somebody so graciously did.  Why thank you, I worked had for what little I have so help yourself. Of course this was a holiday weekend for the bank because of MLK day so I couldn't do anything about it until Tuesday.  I was on hold so much at work Tuesday that after 20 minutes or more I would have to hang up, still have to work for my money so luckily I got off work at 4 that day and headed to the bank to see an actual human being.  Waited for the branch manager, he saw my name on the list and looked at me and apparently decided he needed a cigarette before I wasted any time during his last hour of work. Sure why not, I have nothing better to do than wait.  When he walked past me a second time and headed towards his desk after AGAIN looking at my name on the list and picked up his phone to call somebody who apparently is much more important than me, I walked into his office and sat down and looked at him as he spoke on the phone.  As he looked at me with a nice huge fake smile I said "I believe I was next..."  Wow, his break was inconveniently ended, oops sorry for any inconvenience, I know how much that can ruin your day.  As he gave me his "I am much more important than you" look I placed what I printed off the off the internet and told him to humor me and google my email address.  Hmmm satisfaction at last! It was actually wonderful to watch the look on his face and see the pearls of sweat on his forehead and under his arms as he realized what he was looking at.  Things suddenly swung in my favor.  I had his attention.  After I patiently waited for him to google his own address and show half the bank my information, everyone else magically disappeared to their own computers, I am sure they had their own pressing business to attend to. Many phone calls later to their security department I was told I had to change all of my information.  Gee really?  Hmm I guess that is why I am here, I came to the right place then. I then received another list of 1-800 #'s to call and sat down after hours to close accounts and open new ones and got instructions on how to change all my online codes, passwords and information.  Too bad I can't change my name and social also, I've been toying with Trixie Dix...don't think anyone will want that name, what do you think?  It's growing on me and rolls off the tongue.  Now I have a folder and papers, armed with 1-800 #'s I know set out to stay on hold once again as I got home to change my online information.  After 45 minutes I broke down in tears and had to hang up to start over tomorrow, couldn't do it anymore on Tuesday.
    Wednesday, at work I started my quest to protect myself once again, nobody else will protect me so here goes.  I was determined to get through to a person because as of that morning, my savings account ,which they left me with a$150 dollars vanished.  That's right into thin air.  I deposited money to open a new checking account, that was gone too.  This time, I only had to hold for 3 hrs and 55 mins. total.  I was diligent and did not hang up.  I think I was only transferred 6 times.  I got kind of sick of explaining what was going on, so the last human I spoke to in the fraud department at 4:52 in the afternoon, I told to google my email address.  Once again, I had their attention.  Lots of "Oh this is not good,"  "This is really really bad,"  "How in the ?"  "Hold one moment please....."  Wow, now the manager of the fraud unit is on the phone!  I feel so f'ing important.  After lots of new 1-800 #'s to call and another page of internet addresses and agencies to call, lucky me I usually get bored because I have so much free time on my hands,  we hang up.  Not 4 mins. later, I got a call from the secretary of the CEO who asked me to hold for a moment to speak to him.  Oh how nice, they are offering me 2 years of complimentary identity theft protection and he is going to assign somebody to assess my account daily.  Wow, for me?  How sweet.  I feel like I may actually have gotten my point across at this point.
   Thursday, head to Parr to the Sheriff's department, now I have figured out it is so much more effective to just ask them to google my email address.  I love looking at the shock on their faces, priceless.  Oh Thank You, a new list of what I need to make my case so much more effective.  Copies of the bank transactions, of what is found on google etc.  I'm pooped.  Go home and monitor my bank account, oh how nice, apparently they didn't get the memo and the charges from Dubai went through, yeah more frustration, this time too tired of this crap to cry.  More calls only now I am armed with a direct line to the CEO's office.  After 9:35 pm I am pooped have to quit.
   Friday, get up extra early to fill out my police form as the victim/complainant  and fill out as thoroughly as I am able, staple together and take a shower to start my new and exciting day, wonder what I have in store for me today?  Life is so FUN!  Go to a substation to file my complaint and watch them looking at what I have given them.  Apparently what I have handed them is interesting, the other office goes to his computer and googles his email address.  Not a hit, nobody is as popular around here as I am apparently.  They hand me two more pieces of paper each with at least 20 more 1-800 #'s and websites, then I am told that since they file 100's, yes 1 0 0's of these identity theft complaints a day just at that substation, it is up to me to be diligent and keep at it as I will be put at the bottom of a huge pile of paper as long as I call them and bring them any new information, my file will make it closer to the top, but unfortunately these people over seas, very rarely get caught.  Mine is in Dubai, I am beginning to think crime pays and I am in the wrong business.  Now I have a case # so if anyone assumes my identity, I can give them a number so they know I am the real Lisa Lynch.  Nice.
     Saturday, I open my overnight delivered certified package from the bank and have my website, and code to protect my identity, Oh good because my information has now been on the Internet for at least 8 days.  For some reason I cannot find the website they gave me the address for.  I started this process at a little after 7 am.  Finally call the 1-800 # again and this time after pressing buttons for the 2,978th time am put through to a person, thank god, only now they need to direct me to another person with a short wait time of only 55 minutes, I speak to a person, but they can't help me, let me transfer you,  I snapped, " You will NOT  transfer me, I have been on hold for 55 minutes and need to protect myself right now!"  Doesn't matter, he still can't help me and has to transfer me.  Push 9 push in your account #, etc, etc, I'm sure you know the drill.  After a short wait time of only 12 minutes, a person comes on that gives me the correct website, apparently there was a slight typo, oh, of course.  Ok now I have the correct website, with a code to start my identity protection program.  After answering a series of questions with flying colors, they put me through another test,  well I guess this is good, I need to tell them exact payment amounts on certain bills that show up on my credit report, go get the file and fill in all the answers. Wait, Wait then you have passed the questionnaire you may now continue, punch in a couple of more things then..........YOU HAVE BEEN TIMED OUT OF YOUR ONLINE BANKING SESSION....... ARE YOU F'ING KIDDING ME....!!@##%&  So I start over, only now I am told that it is a breach of security because the code I have used can only be used once and now I need to use another code or a credit card.  Imagine. Just Imagine.  I broke down in uncontrollable sobs.  I lost it.  Jay and Stevi at this point ran, yes actually ran, outside to play softball, in the snow.  So I called my Mommy, crying, blubbering and sobbing.  Her response was soothing, understanding and caring.  At times like these, even at 40, one needs her mommy.  I had to quit for the day, but not until I called and left 2 more incoherent messages with the CEO's office.  Then I called another 1-800 #.  I was damned if I was not going to get this Identity Protection in place today.  I have no idea how long it took this time, it is a blur but I can tell you if you cry and they cant understand a word you are saying, you are transferred to a human much quicker.  Finally a very nice man came on the phone and I explained to him in just under 15 minutes why I was so upset and he stayed on the line with me while he found someone to help me set my theft protection up over the phone.  This process was like pulling teeth.  I had to speak slowly and spell everything I told her for accuracy .  All in all, I was done just around 11:45, hmm 4 hours and 45 minutes, not bad.  But now I have to wait 7-10 banking days for my kit with another # to call to get my online ID and password as they are unable to give that to me over the phone.  If I had just been faster, I would have been able to chose my own on the website, but I WAS TIMED OUT! 
   Jay and Stevi came in and said they were not going into town without me, I think they were scared to leave me alone with sharp objects, so they waited patiently as I put ice over my eyes so I could look somewhat normal to face the world.  I had another time limit because it was the last day for softball sign-ups for Stevi so that got me moving as we only had until 1pm to get to Vaughn Middle School.   Then off to Scheel's to purchase whatever gear we could afford.
     I took Sunday off, had to, felt like my  brain was shriveling up to nothing and Jay was getting scared of the vacant far away look in my eyes.
     Monday, I spent 2 hours on the phone total during a client cancellation and a no-show and got absolutely nowhere, I did however get more 1-800 #'s to call and some more web sites to log onto to attach fraud alerts.  All in all the Social Security administration had the most information on top of what the police department gave me,  apparently this is a pretty huge problem nationwide.  I have covered a lot of bases in the last two weeks and also gotten nowhere and pretty far at the same time.  I am now trying to accomplish just one thing at a time, one a day unless I am successful with the first chore then I will continue on.  Learn from me.  If you bank online, shop online or do anything on line protect yourself.  Never stay logged on, or on two tabs or more at the same time, don't save online id's and passwords to your computer and the bank told me I was supposed to be changing my online ID and pass codes monthly to protect myself...... hmm didn't see the small print I guess when I was in the SECURE website.  I can tell you now that Lifelock, Privacy Assist or whatever identity theft department you chose is worth it,  I know it seems paranoid, but if I can save just once person from this kind of stress, than I've done my job.




Monday, May 26, 2008

MY MOM TAUGHT ME.....

My Mom taught me to love with your whole heart,
and not be scared to get hurt.

My Mom taught me to look at a persons eyes,
not at the color of their skin.

My Mom taught me to laugh until you cry,
and to cry until you laugh.

My Mom taught me to work hard,
as nothing in life is free.

My Mom taught me to give a firm handshake,
and walk with your head held high.

My Mom taught me when things seem horrible,
they could always be worse.

My Mom taught me to respect animals,
and to respect people as well.

My Mom taught me we are all different,
that is what makes the world go round.

My Mom taught me to fight for what is right,
and to never back down.

My Mom taught me to turn the other cheek,
and apologize when you are wrong.

My Mom taught me that beauty is within,
as your looks will truly fade.

My Mom taught me if you don't have something nice to say,
you should say nothing at all.

My Mom taught me to love your man because you want him,
never because you need him.

My Mom taught me if I set my mind to it,
I can achieve anything in life.

My Mom taught me to have patience and be gentle,
with people who genuinely need it.

My Mom taught me that people make mistakes,
and it is OK to forgive them.

My Mom taught me to stand up for myself,
and it's OK to walk away.

My Mom taught me responsibility,
and to finish what I start.

My Mom taught me to be proud of who I am,
and to never look back.

But most of all,
My Mom taught me how to be a Mom.



Sunday, May 25, 2008

Childhood is......

Riding until you can't stop screaming,
Riding until you are sick,
running to the next ride,
laughing at your mom's face.

Playing on the slip and slide,
not caring if your hair is wet,
sliding off the end,
 because grass stains don't matter.

Running to the swings,
getting dirty at recess,
playing tag,
 can't wait for summer break.

Kissing dogs on the mouth,
carrying them all over the house,
sleeping with them,
not noticing dog hair on your clothes.

Childhood is carefree......