I won't blame Nick.

I refuse--refuse! -- to turn into some pert-mouthed, strident angry-girl. I made two promises to myself when I married Nick.

One: no dancing-monkey demands

Two: I would never, ever say, Sure, that's fine by me, and then punish him for doing what I said was fine by me.

I worry I am coming perilously close to violating both of those promises.