Friday, July 06, 2007


Today is also George Bush's birthday, but let's forget that, shall we?

Today is the tenth anniversary of Rick's and my first date. Ten years ago today, we attended an outdoor ballet at the University of Oklahoma followed by an hours-long coffee session at The Kettle. (Oh Kettle, how I miss you.) Rick didn't so much as try to kiss me goodnight, and because I had not yet encountered a gentleman at this point in my life, I figured that was that. But Rick called for a second date, during which I practically jumped him. Turned out he was interested after all. On our third date, I drunkenly belted out "Sixteen Going on Seventeen," from The Sound of Music while hopping from bench to bench in a gazebo and quickly fell from one of said gazebo benches, busting my chin open on the concrete floor. Classy, no?

Maybe it was at that point that Rick knew he'd finally found the dork for him. I don't know, but I lose track of our dates after that. We were simply together. Thanks for the last ten years, Rickus. And because I love you so much, I'm going to post this picture of you for the Internet:

This is what our Prairie Climber looked like after almost a month on Denali. I didn't recognize him when he picked me up at the train station in Talkeetna--of course, he was also driving the van of a local hotel, which was completely unexpected, so that may have had something to do with it. It didn't take Rick long after this picture was taken to buy a razor and some shaving cream. I guess he didn't like the mountain man look?

My last two days in Alaska with my husband were wonderful. I got to hang out with most of Rick's fellow climbers, listening to their adventures over the past month. They had an incredible time, and I think Rick really made some life-long friends from that climb. All the climbers wished me congrats on the pregnancy, and apparently, Rick had even been consulting them on baby names! Unfortunately, I couldn't have any post-trip drinks to celebrate with everyone, but Rick let everyone know he was "drinking for two."

As you can probably tell, I could go on and on about my trip to Alaska, but I don't really have many more pictures to show you (due to the low battery after my kayaking trip and all). I'll show you one more, just so's you know knitting did occur on this trip:

What a pretty place to knit. And happy anniversary, Rickus!

Very, very Happy Anniversary! : )
Wow do I know that guy?!
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