Haircut blunder

This week has been completely insane and an emotional roller coaster. In order to make myself feel better, I decided to treat myself to a color and cut, as I hadn't done so since before Alex's wedding in December.

Unfortunately, that was a really, really bad idea. After 3 hours, the stylist ended up messing it up pretty badly and I came home crying and crying. I didn't go to my usual hairdresser since I had called in that day. So, I was stuck with a girl fresh out of cosmetology school who admitted that doing hair wasn't her life's dream.

So, I spent the weekend with quite an interesting hairstyle. Fortunately, it was fixed this afternoon.

We spent the weekend enjoying life and the neighborhood. On Friday, we took a walk throughout the Short North and had dinner at Lemongrass. I love that place! We were seated right next to the piano, and he played interesting piano remixes of songs. We enjoyed our usual favorite, the dragon roll as well as some Mai-Tai's, froo-froo martinis, and an appetizer sampler. We then meandered over to MoJoe's and managed to become quite tipsy off of our usuals there.

As we were walking home, we came across a lesbian couple. One of the women looked like a femme version of Joe. Same weight. Same striped black and white button down. Same glasses. Same jeans. Same pineapple shaped head. Her partner was going "ew ew ew ew!" I'm not sure why, Joe obviously wore it hotter. It was rather amusing, though.

On Saturday, we enjoyed a bizarro brunch at Victorian's Midnight Cafe which included some free beers. We followed it up with a jaunt to Jeni's in the Short North. Joe detests Jeni's, but agreed to go on two conditions:

1. I pay

2. I pick an ice cream he'll actually like. If I fail, we never have to go there again.

Here's the thing about Jeni's for those of you who aren't familiar. Jeni's is unique, albeit trendy ice cream. They serve flavors such as "Candied Fennel," "Grapefrut Hibiscus," and "Wildberry Lavender", and normal sounding flavors with ingredient lists that make you wonder if you should eat it or smear it all over your body after a bath. Their most popular flavor is "Salty Caramel," which features sea salt. I particularly like a sundae combo that includes chocolate ice cream with caramel, cayenne pepper, cinnamon, peanuts, and whipped cream. Yum!

With that in mind, Joe gives me rules:

It must be creamy

No fruit

No salt

No spicy

I enter pretty much defeated. I think it is a prerequisite that all of Jeni's flavors has one of the aforementioned contraband. But, I test my luck. First I try Toasted Coconut Rum. Joe loves rum. It is good, but I'm not wowed. Next I try Sugardaddy's Brownie Cream Cheese. Joe loves brownies. Chocolate will help me win. I vote for it. I decide on some Maker's Mark Butter Pecan for myself. Two scoops and $7 (!!) later, Joe is satisfied. But he likes mine better. Go figure, despite his warning against salty.

Saturday evening, we travel though town trying to find apartments. We enjoy dinner at Cameron's.

Sunday, we think we find the place we've been looking for. We should be seeing it on Friday. Cross your fingers. It sounds perfect and it's in an ideal location in Clintonville.

Sunday night, our hillbilly neighbors host a party. It's loud and appears to involve 4 AM bowling. We have to sleep in the spare room in an attempt to smother out some of the noise.

Today I left work early to fix my hair. We have an appointment tonight to see another place. Then lot of studying, as the quarter is nearing an end and Joe starts another class at Franklin tomorrow. I have tons of projects, papers, and presentations coming up. Plus the stress of packing up and moving. And summer weddings. And trying to get into school.

Which reminds me, my interview at Mt. Carmel is Friday. Send me good vibes!

Also, today I was talking absentmindedly to my clerical when my boss's boss calls me on the phone. I just miss it. Next thing I know she's standing at my cube. "Come quick, there's a conference call you have to come to." Huh? Since when do I participate in conference calls? And why on such short notice?

So, I'm scuttled off to administration. I'm shoveled into the small conference room. In there are the directors of the agency, and a couple of other people from the office. I find out that myself and another woman won the Regional SSA Commissioner's Citation for our outstanding work at the DDS. We are being flown to Chicago to accept the award. For once in my life, I am actually taking a REAL business trip. On government money! Woohoo!!