Two of those words are SCIENTIFIC FACTS. The other ones just make me giggle.
Y’all know I went to New York City a few weeks ago for BlogHer, right?
Well what you may not know is that I live in 1937– don’t get me wrong. I love Greenwood, but to give you a little perspective you should know that the closest Target or Starbuck’s is a two-hour drive in any direction. Normally that’s not a really big deal.
BUT– when I need something really specific it costs an arm and a leg to get it. If I have to drive to Jackson, MS or Memphis, TN, not only do I have to buy a tank of gas, I also have to pay a babysitter or take my kids with me. By the time I get to civilization, I have a couple of hours before I have to get back home.
Because of my little time travel dilemma I have become QUITE the fan of online shopping. I have been on a quest for the last two years to find the perfect pillow.
I wake up every single morning with my neck hurting and recently have started having migraines. Every pillow I’ve bought has FAILED ME. Too big, too small, too hot. They all sucked.
Number of pillows purchased in my house over the last two years: 487,982-ish
Every time I go to Civilization, I look for pillows. Every store I go in, I swing through home decor. I have feather pillows, hypoallergenic pillows, memory foam pillows– all of them still leave me going to the chiropractor at least once a week, often twice. I take ibuprofen like they are vitamins.
I have laid in the bed wide awake at night and imagined my dream pillow. I put that on my short list of things to do in NYC: Eat sushi, shop, eat sushi, FIND THE PILLOW OF YOUR DREAMS.
BlogHer has sponsors and these sponsors set up booths in several different Expo Halls around the Hilton NYC. You could wander around and get giveaways, and talk to PR reps for the companies that were there.
My very first trip to the Expo Hall on Thursday night, I came off the escalators and there it was… the heavens opened before me, angels were singing. I grabbed my roommate, Pauline, by the arm and said, “SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! Do you know what this is??”
Pauline: Um? A pillow?
Me: THIS, is the pillow of my dreams. We have to stand right here until somebody comes to work this booth. I have to have this pillow.
Pauline: Ah… okay?
We stood at the Technogel booth and talked while I caressed the pillow. The Expo Hall wasn’t technically open yet but there were people milling around some of the booths. I was willing to wait.
I finally realized I had places to go and people to see so I wrote a love note to the pillow and left it with my card. Yes. Yes I did.
My friends at the conference put up with me making my way to the Expo Hall several times a day to visit My Pillow. I would have bought one on the spot had it been an option. I finally got to meet TechnoGel’s marketing director, Brittany, (and if you’ve read “Ketchup” I’ll just say, ‘No relation,’ and we’ll press on.) later that evening.
Me: Did you get my love note?
Her: *takes a step backwards* Oh. That was you?
Me: Yes. I have been looking for this pillow all my life.
Her: This pillow specifically?
Me: Not by brand. But it’s like y’all captured my dreams.
Her: *takes another step back* Have you laid on it?
Did I forget to tell y’all that their whole booth was a bed? Because it was. A bed and two of the most amazing pillows you’ve ever laid your head upon.
I belly flopped on the bed and cried. Just a little.
Me: I. Need. This. Pillow.
Her: I’ve got your info right?
She passed me her card. I kissed My Pillow goodnight and left.
I woke up at 4am that morning with a migraine building. I got out of the bed, where I was literally spooning Sister Wife (double beds are MUCH smaller than I remember them being) and took migraine medicine. My phone happened to be sitting right next to the bed. Which happened to be sitting right next to my stack of business cards. And Brittany’s was right on top. I emailed her at 4am like a crazy psycho stalker.
“Hi. It was nice to meet you tonight. I am in love with that pillow. Up taking a migraine pill because my neck is killing me. Robin”
After getting back to Greenwood, I got an email from Technogel telling me they were sending me a pillow. I was happy. I got my pillow on Tuesday, on Wednesday morning I woke up without a headache for the first time in weeks.
- It’s contoured for side & back sleepers
- The bottom is memory foam but not the crappy stuff the ones I’ve had before were made out of. This one is made out of magic.
- The top layer of the pillow is gel. Holy. Mother. I can’t even. Y’all. Y’all! Not only does it contour and cradle your head– the pillow stays cool all night long. I DON’T KNOW HOW! But it does. It stays so cool that they have a handy little winter case that comes all zipped up on them to keep your sweet little cheeks from getting too cold in the winter. Is that precious or what?
I talked about this pillow so much to my sister that she ordered one immediately. She has similar neck/headache issues and said the same thing. So there you go. They are pricey but if you are spending dollah dollah billz like I have been on a chiropractor, co-pays, migraine meds and bulk ibuprofen– totally worth the money.
*full disclosure* Brittany sent me the Anatomic Pillow for free. Possibly because she was afraid that she was going to have to see me again somewhere else. But NO MATTER, I got my pillow. I also ordered one for Zeb at a discount because I didn’t want to have to divorce him if he touched mine. Technogel did not even ask me to post about their product or pay me for my earnest, well-deserved enthusiasm. They gave me a pillow and I fell in love.
***Special thanks to all my BlogHer buddies who went with me repeatedly to visit My Pillow at the Expo Hall, yet efrained from taking pictures of me laid out on the bed and posting them on the internet. ;