The Sweetie and I are off to British Columbia for a week to visit family. I am looking forward to smelling the salty air, looking for beach glass and seeing starfish on the shore. It will also be a welcome distraction from my hair obsessions. I had my haircut last week and rather than looking like a gamine urbanite coquette, I fear that I look like Anne Murray growing out her hair to get the Julie Andrew’s circa Sound of Music hair.
I am well aware that such vapid obsessions are vain and go against my daily Zen Buddhist meditation practice, but having bad hair is a heavy burden to bear. I hope some seal sightings and walks on the beach will be enough to distract me.