Wisely, the year ends
In the cold calm of winter
Look back, look forward.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
My stupid hair again.
Okay, I know I've wasted two haikus on the pain of growing out my hair in winter (aka "hat season"). This probably is a gross disarrangement of the zen calm that is supposed to accompany the art of the haiku. But seriously, the hat-on, hat-off process gives a whole new dimension to the concept of "fugly". [fugly = freakin' ugly]
It's not as if I have many options. Headbands, hair products, clips, etc. are great for not looking deranged every day. At the beginning. But add the darned (but necessary) hat? It takes me from "passable" to "oh, heck no, honey," in about five seconds. Yippee.
Yes, leaving the hat on is an option, if it's a beret. If it's the full Dr. Zhivago sheepskin thang I wear in sub-zero weather, it so isn't an option. Hey, I'm northern -that's the way it is. What's my alternative? Pneumonia, snapped off ears?
Upon further reflection, I think snapped-0ff ears are probably more fugly than my mashed, Albert-Einstein-on-steroids look. Of course, the fact that my mother has been making disapproving comments every time she sees me is not helping. "How long are you going to grow it?" (This is said in a 'what-are-you thinking' tone). "I just know you'll cut it all off the next time I see you." (This is said in a "please-God" tone.) Thanks, Mom. It may have been a mistake to allow her to think this was "our" hair. It isn't.
I'll look better by next Christmas, I'm sure.
It's not as if I have many options. Headbands, hair products, clips, etc. are great for not looking deranged every day. At the beginning. But add the darned (but necessary) hat? It takes me from "passable" to "oh, heck no, honey," in about five seconds. Yippee.
Yes, leaving the hat on is an option, if it's a beret. If it's the full Dr. Zhivago sheepskin thang I wear in sub-zero weather, it so isn't an option. Hey, I'm northern -that's the way it is. What's my alternative? Pneumonia, snapped off ears?
Upon further reflection, I think snapped-0ff ears are probably more fugly than my mashed, Albert-Einstein-on-steroids look. Of course, the fact that my mother has been making disapproving comments every time she sees me is not helping. "How long are you going to grow it?" (This is said in a 'what-are-you thinking' tone). "I just know you'll cut it all off the next time I see you." (This is said in a "please-God" tone.) Thanks, Mom. It may have been a mistake to allow her to think this was "our" hair. It isn't.
I'll look better by next Christmas, I'm sure.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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