We had an adventure!

Hairdressers and hair styles <= I hit a nerve with my hairdresser tales I posted in December. The saga never seems to end. 

 I was supposed to have a haircut Feb. 7th. Now, this is something that really triggers my social anxiety. I worry about it overnight, and usually come home shaking. The noise of a salon is a bad trigger for me. Some salons are noisier than others! I had to leave, a half hour late, and my stylist was just beginning a cut on a colour. I couldn't wait any longer, hands shaking, my mind and body vibrating. I dashed home.

The next day, I had a salon referral from my brilliant daughter. A coworker of hers sent me to a place her friend guaranteed was peaceful. I phoned them at noon, and snagged an appointment in an hour. It was a 40-minute drive, but I got dressed, put on my face, and we dashed out the door. 

We drove across a couple of rivers with ice fishing shacks still one them. I imagine they are locals, as they are fairly near particular properties. It takes someone local to know and understand the depth of the ice, especially on a flowing river. 

You can see tracks on the melting ice. 

The snow fences will come down soon. We could see blue sky, but Mr. Sun came and went. 

I like driving by these. They just look so funny, all awaiting action.

It is a beautiful spot. Calm, peaceful. The waterfall is lovely, and the stations are private. I don't hear the personal details of someone else's vacation, love life, or health issues! The waterfall is amazingly soothing.

It doesn't look like much of a change, but it is clean and tidy. No sticky outy bits. No more mullet, or perms, although I loved my mullet! If you know you know!

 

From there we actually went out for lunch. It's been weeks. 

Soon we'll be able to sit out on the patio again!

On our way home, a cute cattery. An enclosure that lets the cat sit outdoors safely. They are marvellous for indoor cats to get fresh air.

Home safe. The cat house continues to find customers.

Our Ottawa kids are enjoying their February hot tub. Caitlin and I are still playing Scrabble. I took a screenshot as I was dubious that Caitlin was waiting for me to play in the wee hours! She confirmed that.

Cluny and Bryony, in Vancouver, B.C., were with their dad, Jesse, on a ski race weekend. Such fun, good exercise and fresh air for all.