AND I'm still a girl!

Amazing, right? hehe.
I was having a mini meltdown on Saturday. We went to Nick's bday party and Cullen was spending an abnormal amount of time on the phone, and he was getting more and more frustrated. We left to go to dinner, and he spat "Today has been a f*cking disaster!" This was news to me as I was enjoying the day just fine. He told me that he'd planned a day out for me on Sunday, before the NKF thing, to have my hair and nails done, but he was stuck because they couldn't get me in for a color until 1:00, which was going to be too late, so it was just a haircut, and my sister was going with. He was going to clean Suzanne's house for me and everything. That's when it happened. I started crying because I don't want a haircut.
Here he set up this whole thing, and he called the girl back to pay for Michelle and I's stuff and I'm in the background howling (it's true, she heard me) "I DON'T WANT A HAIRCUT!!!!! until he hung up the phone with her, totally and completely frustrated with me. I don't want a massage, I don't want a haircut, I didn't want (i totally wrote "wank" hehehe) my makeup done. Then I was scared that it all meant that I'm not really a girl anymore. What girl has a fit when her husband sets up a day at the salon for her??????
I got him to cancel the makeup and haircut finally.
I did realize that I just didn't want anything new before a big event. Some girls probably like that, but the whole night felt hard enough because it was full of attention I didn't need, and I just wanted to feel and look like *me*. Not some fancier version, but just plain ole Nicki Hayes. Then I felt better. I'm still a girl.
Michelle and I went and got our nails done instead. Mine are holding up well so far. Not even one chip in my pretty red nails. My fingers feel "funny" though. I'm so not used to having my nails painted anymore. It's so interesting, listening to the women in there. Every 3 weeks, come in for a fill. Every 2 weeks, in for a mani. What people choose to spend their money on...I suppose if it makes them happy that's all that matters, but funny!
Okay, I have the serious itch to move. It's almost irresistable now. I think we have to stay here til October, and Cullen is still putting me off somewhat in case Kimmy needs us to save the house that I don't know if I'd like...actually, I think it'd be fine, but I don't want to have to stay here for another full year if Mike stays in the house for awhile, you know? OR maybe I just need a few RV trips to escape from here. Maybe it's the FUCKING FORECAST that's making me want to leave here forever. I hate this stupid state. I had to unpack all the winter crap. It's ridiculous. It's NOT okay and I DON'T WANT TO DO IT FOR ANOTHER YEAR.
My cyst hurts.
I caved and made coffee today, lest you think I'm made of steel. But i haven't bought salt or butter yet, and we'll be eating lots of veggies today. I'll have tomato caprese for lunch, please and thank you.
Last night I ate DUCK, for the first time. Heather was just freaking out about how good it was. And how cute the chef was. Because it was going to make her so happy, we went and got some duck. I told the chef "Rumor 'round the block is that this is the best thing in the whole room!" The other chef there liked that alot, and the one who served me knew instantly who it was that said it. "Short girl, spitfire, long brown curly hair?" HA! Heather liked that even more. So funny. Quack. It tasted just fine, or was it the wine?
Matt and Sommer are awesome too. He has a new job and will be travelling a lot. They've got 3 kids, 3 and under. I will have to see if she wants to get the kids together and go out and do something.
There's a donor event in May at the U, I think. And I have the webinar coming up.
Everyone looks so familiar all the time. I think I've been here before.