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I think it is a brilliant idea to have a steakhouse or massage chair at the top of the rock climbing wall...you are on to something Jay!
We had to "rock" climb in gym class in high school, which constituted scaling up the bleachers and belaying down. It was definitely as lame as it sounded!
So was the vomit-pile your wheat-grass juice remnant? Ewww
I think you might have just sold rock climbing to more than just a few single women...as an alternative to dildos.
Thanks for the laughs! On our second date, Mr. T pulled out a harness and said: "Strap this on, we're going climbing!" I feel your pain...
After the Tango Dancing and the pottery, I think Jason deserved the rock climbing. Glad that you in the effort though.
Oh back when you were doing the Tango, did they play the Blue Oyster them from the Police Academy movies?
Sounds like you had fun though. LOL... They have those rock things here in the malls and hubby was just telling me a few weeks ago he would like to try sometime.I looked at him and said go right ahead. I will stay here on the floor and watch you. I am afraid of heights. Thanks for stopping by earlier today. It was a pleasure to see you there. LOL.. A smiling face is what we need right now. Things are a bit tough for us but we are managing really. Anyway back on course. Its nice that you enjoy dating your husband.I havent had a date with mine alone since the last time my mother in law was here. She babysat our oldest daughter for us. I wont leave my girls with her again though. After we left she looked our olest over for bruises. Not kidding. She cant stand me. Well anyway I am runnign away again on a different subject. Tweets.
I love your date nights too! They make wonderful posts!
Heh, heh, you said virgin.
I can't tell you how much I love your date night stories.
Second, my boyfriend is a 'rock climber' and I went with him a few weekends ago. And you're right. I don't see the necessity of knowing how to climb a rock, but it keeps his upper body in shape, so who am I to argue with that?
Apart from the harness climbing, we also did bouldering. Which is basically rock climbing on a smaller scale without the harness. That was a lot scarier. And although the experience was weird, I'm sure I'll go again because my boy likes it. Tell us if you decide to go rock climbing again and what you think about it.
"You shouldn't make me climb rock walls, Johnny...My mother made me climb a rock wall once....ONCE!!!"
You are the Queen, and brilliantly funny as usual, thanks for the laugh: - )
Rock climbing skills may come in handy one day...and learning to use that harness is a definate plus for married life.
What is this juice bar you speak of? You mean it is a "bar" with no alcohol? Never heard of it. Foreign concept.
I'd vote for a massage table and a masseuse (of the opposite sex) at the top, but that would probably not be so good on date night.
I do NOT understand wanting to climb a rock. Does nothing for me, plus I'm scared of heights.
Skiing down one, I kind of get, and you have the lift to get you up. Why don't we ever see these rock climbers climb up and then ski down?
Rocks are inconsiderate lovers. I dated one for about a year once. He just sat there and grew moss. Especially during football season.
How do you come up with all these things? Dates are great in the Duck household if its a trip to Barnes & Noble
I tried rock climbing once, but unfortunately my arms know that they cannot pull my ass anywhere it doesn't want to go! I'm proud of you.
PS. I can start boxing my empty beer cans and mail them to you. Soon, John and I can come visit you in your mansion that we paid for!
Yeah, I tried the whole rock climbing thing and got like a foot off the ground before wanting to get down. People who are scared of heights shouldn't climb walls, period.
And going down is even worse.
I gotta say, I like the idea of having a steakhouse or bar at the top of the mountain ... may make the "dismount" more interesting.
I miss Joe Rockheads! And it will come in handy anytime you have to go hiking. Or if you need to get up the side of your house b/c you locked yourself out...see! 
I've always equated rock climbing with other idiotic endeavors like bungee jumping and skydiving. Only the terminally bored or stupid would willingly do any of that stuff.
I like that they named the place after a character on the "Flintstones"
I'm gonna open up a place where people climb stone walls but there are little notches cut into the rope and the belayers are deaf and near- sighted. I'm gonna call it "Badluck Schleprocks"
ps. I've thought about it and the above comment was not meant to be rude to people who are deaf or near-sighted. I hope no offense was taken by anyone..Just joking: - )
GOAT RULES!!!!!
I used to rock climb semi-frequently (before I became terminally lazy). I frequently found myself standing on the ground, looking up at the freaks (and of course I mean 'freaks' in a completely endearing way) that were climbing this one wall that extended to the ceiling. No matter how many times I climbed, I never understood how I was supposed to use the rocks the size of a quarter to get anywhere.
Since I rarely get a date night and rock climbing is completely out of the question, thanks for letting me live it vicariously through you. I felt your pain but probably would have felt much more if I'd had to do it myself. Geez you're a good sport!
I love rock climbing! It's a rush to get up that wall! But I admit, those toeholds can be, er, touchy.
Gah, not I my friend. I admire your love of man and stuff, but I'm not going to work up a sweat and sore muscles just to date, no way. Now, if he wants to go to a spa together and get massages from some guy named guilliermo, that's fine, but no rock climbing. My sister grows wheat grass in her basement. Weird, huh?
A date involving an activity that simulates death defying feats. The ride to get there simulating a ride down a colon. With your spouse. Followed by a forced drink of former grazing vegetation. You just can't get more romantic than that. Oh, and I forgot sex with rocks. How positively neolithic!
You are looking at a person who gets nose bleeds on curbs. Heights and I do not get along at all. If I were ever to go, I would be the one on the ground holding your coat and a nice cold six pack waiting for your return to earth. Both of my girls have done the "faux" rock climbing at the festivals they have around here, and at the top, they get to ring a bell. Thankfully, they don't have their mother's fear of heights.
You guys do some of the neatest things, and well truth be told, theres always something I've wanted to do but I'm waiting on you to do it first.
I would love, just one time, (since I'm terrified of heights) to go sky diving. You should try that one and let me know how that works out.
Anyways, I think I feel ya on the rock climbing, sounds unromantic in a way.
Soooo, was the wheat and juice any good?
I can't tell you how great I think it is that you two try these new things for date nights. Wait I think I just did.
see since my wife and I have kiddos, we're completely content when the kids stay with my parents to just bask in each other's glory...
or go to sizzler, whichever we're in the mood fo
booty dimples. classic.
great post kiddo
I would try that if I could have a blindfold so I couldn't see how high Iam. I guess that would also make it hard to actually climb the wall. Perfect!
Thanks for the laugh, Jay. I'll have to catch up on the other date stories.
But believe me, the fake walls are much better to climb (if you keep your hips within a safe distance of pink toeholds, that is).
My first experience was some 20 years back. The experienced climber friend went up first and I was right after him. Guess what! No coloured knobs, or pink toeholds or blue fingerholds; just someone (my boyfriend at the time) at the bottom yelling "There's one just to your right". It's not easy to look around when you've got your face pressed to the damn rock to not fall back AND no coloured knobs whispering "pick me, pick me". Anyway, I made it to the top with plenty of scratches and a huge lump on my head. Said experienced climber decided to "help" me by pulling me up the last 50cm and didn't notice the huge stone protruding from that wall just above my head.
I needed a drink after that and believe me, there was plenty of alcohol in there! Sorry for the long comment. 
Yes, I have never really understood the faux rock climbing walls. It is such a cop out. Either choose to do it the right way and really laugh death in the eye or don't do it at all. At least you gave a faux rock a good thrill.
You crack me up. I'm impressed(?) that you actually tried the wheatgrass. I'm a tofu-loving girl but even I can't bring myself to drink blended up grass!
I've never been rock climbing before or to a juice bar-sounds romantic:o) I'll have to check it out....
I've been flirting with the rock wall idea so thanks for the info. I think I'll pass. BTW: Do you think I could manage to hang on by my boobs if I have to remove a harness wedgie?
framing crotches? sexy bondage lingerie? rock climbing? interest date.
Ah, the things we do for love!
Hope your abused private part is okay Jay.
You really DO love Jason, don't you?????
HAR!! My eyesw are leaking!
I love the steakhouse idea. You could have a real moneymakre there. Oh, and make sure there's a big slide for going back down after you eat.
Are you sure the UPOS wasn't leftover wheatgrass? Drinking anything with "grass" in the title sounds dirty and not in the good way. Dirty in the good way would be having porn at the top of the rock climbing adventure. I'd scale that like a mutha.
Drinking wheatgrass is a sign of true love. Congrats on surviving your dangerous date!
I just thought you should know that I wasn't drunk when I commented. I'm just a really sucky typist and an even suckier proofreader.
Only you could make me want to go rock climbing, Jamie. It's a great story, and I'm so glad you survived.
Wheat grass isn't half bad when it's the first drink you see coming back from near-death.
Aye, one can only aspire to have such fun times with one's hubby! I don't suppose drinking a bottle of vodka before might make it less scary perhaps?
3 great posts in a row!!!! Wish Blogger would get it's act together your feeds aren't showing up in Bloglines...
As for this story? It's precisely why rock climbing is low down... low, low down on my list of things to do...
HEHE!! I once rock climbed two feet at the gym and that was it!!
its so great you're happily married! So sweet!
I love your date night stories.
Do you accept suggestions for things to do with hubby for them? As in things to do with him? (just tought I'd clarify that)
Great blog here Toronto.
No, YOU rock MY world.
I'm releasing my laughter from any type of harness. Your tales (tails...) are so great!
It's wonderful to read of yours and J's dating adventures.
I remember that awful looking harness and the feel of it. Only been in one once and not for long. Our daughter, on the other hand, scrambled up that wall, as if she was born in a harness! (FTR, I DO love to climb, just harness free)
Great post!
I was on the subway in NYC last week... and there was a pile of something smelly... and we all were doing exactly what you described... riding along, on the train to our probable deaths... trying fiercely to ignore the stench which was violating our noses...
Homeless guy, bathed and fermented in his own waste and he had gangrene on his hand and was missing a few fingers...
I love your Date Night adventures. Inspirational. I want to have Date Night too. I've brought up the idea to Cory and he laughs and says, "Where'd you read that?" Umm, I told him I didn't, and that I came up with it on my own (Sorry Jay!), and then he called me a dork. Booo to him.
y'all have the most creative date nights. we do dinner & a movie. or, to mix it up sometimes... dinner & a movie WITH FRIENDS. we're crazy.
We have one of these climbing walls in our Rec. Center. I was wondering when you were going to mention the lovely, strappy, harness that makes even skinny women look obscene. Very funny J.
Simulated rock climbing or the real thing. Either way it's something I could die tomorrow, satisfied with the knowledge I've never tried either.
Awwww! The idea of date night brings out the sappy romantic in me...very sweet...I love that you always try new things together.
I went rock climbing once & damn...it's hard...I was the slowest climber ever...but I DID get to the top a couple of times...I felt like my ass was hovering over the room like a planet the whole time.
Well you made it sound like fun, must admit the toe hold moment would be the thing to happen to me i'm sure :>)
Yes, we're totally open to suggestions. Jason is no idea man, and I'm lazy. Thank god for commercials!!
And yes, we do got out to dinner and a movie, but those don't count as dates. That's just eating and watching big TV.
I loved dating my husband. Love the blog .
Just had a catch up read.
Loved the mannequin anecdote.
And I shan't get into a debate about SF with you...
I'm also amused by the account of you having an affair with a fake rock wall in front of your hubby...brazen hussy
You're always fun to read, I really should pop in more often.
Um. Haven't you guys heard of dinner and a movie?
sounds like a great date, different from the usual. great post jay
You ARE romantic!
I'm glad date night went well, but after reading your first paragraph, I have to ask where you were riding the subway? What great characters in a novel all those fellow riders would be!
Hey rock climbing is fun. It's useful if you're in the outdoor trying, say, summiting a mountain or something.
Ok you're right it's not something you'd need usually.
ROFL @ the horizontal climber comment. Maybe you two were climbing some sort of hard routes. Climbing rating goes from 5.1 to 5.14. 14 being the hardest.
Unrelated: Jay, You need to start the "His Dark Materials" trilogy. I just finishd book 1 (I'll send you my copy if you want). Need you to get it, catch up and let me know what you think. It's pretty cool so far. I'm out of my genre though, I haven't read much fantasy-fiction, so I'm not sure what to compare it to, I've gone from John Steinbeck and depression era California to armored polar bears and parallel worlds. But there's been a couple times where I've been reading along in the coffee shop and almost yelled aloud, "No, NO!!!" or "Yes, YES, sonnuvabitch that was close!!!"
Ha ha... You have to be strong AND flexible. And that wheat grass is gross!
Thanks so much for getting back, Steve.
I'm just finishing up with All the King's Men, and then I'll try to jump into it after that.
All the King's Men.
Yeah, that's on my list also: - )
I'm with you, what's the point of all that climbing when you don't even get a view?
I think dating your husband is sooooooooooo romantic, cellulites, grumpy, vertical climbing and all.
LOL
That just cracked me up! BTW - I haven't been on here in a while. Did you win the blogger award?
Jason would just like to point out: Jamie DOES NOT actually have cellulite.
Yet.
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