Back in December, I shared our day at Seaworld wherein, I got my hair wet... literally.Since I was a teen, I figured out that I did not look good wet. You know what I mean. Some girls dive in to a pool and as they come to the surface, their hair lays down in a shiny, smooth perfection. As it dries, it fluffs just right and evenly. Their eyes do not become red and their make-up does not run. Now take that picture and reverse it... yep, that's me. My hair plasters down with no sheen; unevenly, no less. If I bothered to wear make-up, it is gone, except to leave unpleasant smears and traces of its existence. So unfortunately, as I grew older, I got my hair wet less and less. As swimming was one of the few sports I was actually good at, this was especially sad.A really smart lady I know, Meredith from Smart Girls at the Party, has a mantra. You guessed it "Get Your Hair Wet"! She means it literally and metaphorically -- live the experience. Stop worrying about what you look like and if necessary, get wet! And that is my resolution for the year!This year, I am going to dive in! I have been a toe-dipper too long. And so, when I rode the Rio Loco with my hubby and kids and was the only one who I got wet, I insisted that my husband take the picture.And boy, was I wet! I was soaked all the way through but you know what? It was great! Yes, I was cold. Yes, I got a LOT of looks, but I haven't laughed that hard in years! And my kids got to see me being brave and silly and loose and a hundred other sides of me that they too rarely see. So that's my goal for 2013 -- I'm getting my hair (and everything else) wet! No more holding back. I am 41 years old, I have no more time to waste.So watch out, friends, you have been warned. You are in the Splash Zone!