Super Angie..pretty in pink

The kids and I sadly took Rick to the airport yesterday morning and said good bye. I wished him well and reminded him NOT to become like "green boots"-- read about Mt. Everest if you want to know what that means. Rick is so incredibly in tune with his body. I honestly have never met someone who knows their body as much as Rick does. On Orizaba, he did the time math and turned around. On Rainier, he played it safe and turned around as well. Other times, he has summited. I just know that he is a safe and smart high alpine mountaineer and I know he won't come home with frost bite--unless there is some total freak accident that he can't control. Mountain madness is a wonderful guiding company and all the clients have to prove a resume in order to go on these treks, so I also have some confidence in the other climbers.

Rick called me last night (yea for Verizon). He made it to Quito, Ecuador via Atlanta on Delta. He found his host in the airport holding the Mountain Madness sign. He was excited by the culture and all the things he was seeing. Just a few years ago, he never would have dreamed of jumping on a plane solo and jetting off to a 3rd world country. I'm so proud of him. I've had a few people ask me, "why aren't you going with?" or " you're gonna let him go alone and you have to stay and take care of the kids ALONE?" um...yes! Thats what spouses do. We support each other 100% and part of that support is letting the other person go off and experience and do things they want to. Its no different then letting your hubby go jeeping or on deer hunt, or play on a city soccer team. Rick's hobbies just take farther away then the local foodball field. In the past Rick has wanted to do things like this but wasn't "allowed"--instead being given long "Honey Do" lists that were impossible to complete. I love Rick more then I thought it were possible to love someone, so yes, I'm gonna let him go to Eucador and climb. And who knows...maybe someday I'll join him on the summit.

Well, enough about that...
So, instead of competing in KING KOMP 2 at the quarry, I decided to go Dry tooling with Nate. I have had several people ask me if Nate and I are related...might as well be! He is just the coolest person with the best ethics and best outlook in life. He is always happy and smiling.

So, we went to Red Rock of course and once again were the only ones there. It was 39 degrees, but beautiful climbing weather. He lead a 5.8 in rock shoes and then I dry tooled it--much faster then I did last time. yea! :) Then Nate used his mad skills to take on a 5.10! He totally rocked it. He then talked me into doing a 5.9. Its a trad route with this gorgeous crack. I ROCKED IT! (Nate was cheering the whole time. Thanks buddy! ) I had to try some new things with my tools that I have never done before. I also finally pulled some picture perfect moves--unfortuantly it was just Nate and I so the only pic I have is of Nate wearing my pink helmat and holding my pink rope....isn't he so pretty in pink? ;)

While driving home, I heard the Blink 182 song and thought about Rick...

she dont care about my car,
and she dont care about my money,
and thats real good cuz i dont got a lot to spend,
but if i did it would mean nothing.

She likes me for me,
not because i look like tyson bedford,
with the charm of robert redford,
unsing out my ears,
what she sees,
are my most rending desisions,
my insecure conditions,
and the tears upon the pillow that i shed.

she don't care about my big screen,
or my collection of dvds,
things like that just never mattered much to her,
plus she don't watch too much tv.

she dont care that i could fly her,
to places she aint never been,
if she really wants to go,
i think deep down she knows that,
all she has to say is when.

she likes me for me,
not because i hang with leonardo,
or that guy who played in fargo,
i think his name was steve.
shes the one for me,
and i just cant live without her,
my arms belong around her,
and im so glad i found her once again,
and im so glad i found her once again,
yeah im so glad i found her once again.

gazing at the ceiling,
as we entertain our feelings in the dark,
things that we're afraid of,
are gonna show us what we're made of in the end.

she likes me for me,
not because i sing like pavarotti,
or because im such a hottie.(sigh)

i like her for her,
not because shes phat like cindy crawford,
she has got so much to offer,
why does she waste all her time with me?
there must be something there that i don't see,
i don't see.

she likes me for me,
not because im tough like dirty harry,
make her laugh just like jim carrey,
im like the cable guy,
but what she sees,
is that i cant live with out her,
my arms belong arround her,
and im so glad i found her once again,
i found her once again,
once again,
Yeah! I’m so glad I found her, once again

--Super Angie