If Patti had trouble climbing that route, I'm not going to attempt it; I know who wears the climbing pants in the family.
When I'm sitting with Patti, I give fat bald men everywhere hope...
Yeah, then she shows up with a sword in one hand and a salt shaker in the other...
You're queen of the wall.
Me: How long did you and Chris stay after Patti and I left?
Mike: Not long. I only did four routes. I'm lazy, no good and worthless; just ask Patti.
She's (Patti) not sane; she married me.
Me: Patti goaded me into doing it -- but in a nice way.
Mike: Good thing you're not married to her; it wouldn't be in a nice way. We've had 11 good years of marriage but we won't talk about the other 17.
We stayed together for the sake of the children...Neither one of us wanted custody of them.
Mike to Juanita: Just remember: there is no problem big enough that you can't run away from it.
Patti: Do we need more ice packs?
Mike: We need more youth.
Mike: It didn't effect me at all.
An hour later...
Mike to me: Did I ever tell you about my concussion? It didn't effect me at all.
Patti put her head down, laughed and walked away.
Mike: You get the girl and the laughter...
Mike: Don't waste the water...
Mike: She's always been a perfect 10 to me...
Mike: Now, we wouldn't be friends if we didn't let you abuse yourself...
1). Let your wife think she's in control.
2). If number one does not work, let her be in control.