Friday, July 06, 2007
Today is also George Bush's birthday, but let's forget that, shall we?
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!
