Saturday, May 3, 2008

Lowering my ears

I got a haircut today at a place called "Beyond Beauty." This name always makes me laugh. "Actually, I'd like you to stop when you get to beauty, please." I'm still trying to figure out what I should be doing with my hair, now that it's more or less back to normal, post-chemotherapy. I don't really know what I want, so I've been taking a wait-and-see approach... I let it do what it wants, and then I decide whether I like the direction things are going in. But the other day I caught an episode of The Waltons and realized I had the same hairdo as Ralph Waite. And I know for sure I don't want that.
You don't want to style your hair after any character from The Waltons -- rural-Depression-era-seen-through-the-filter-of-1970s-television is not a good look for anyone. But I am particularly not interested in looking like Mr. Walton, much as I respect him and his hardworking, salt-of-the-earth approach to family life. So off to Beyond Beauty I went. And if you see me approaching Waltons territory again, let me know, okay?

This post reminds me of a line I loved from Patricia Marx's novel Him Her Him Again The End of Him: "Life was otherwise peachy. I loved my new haircut (no point in describing it since you never knew my old haircut)."

In my case, life is otherwise busy, which is why I haven't been posting much, and when I finally do it's nonsense like this. But hey, speaking of chemotherapy: it's been two years since my diagnosis with lymphoma, and I remain cancer-free! A checkup this week confirmed it. If you need an excuse to celebrate this weekend, feel free to borrow mine.


babooshka said...

I dropped in to see your odd shot and stayed to read this article instead. You have a great writing style, witty
and poignant in turns. Hope the haircut goes well.

Mollie said...

Thanks! I'm afraid I've been neglecting the "odd shots" meme. I'll see what I can find...