We recently took a road trip.
Those of you who know me, know that I love to travel to southern Oklahoma.
We live about 45 miles from the Oklahoma border, which is where I was born and raised. Quite honestly, I have never really felt the desire to travel over that border.
That is, until I fell… hook, line, and sinker, for a long legged, Wrangler wearin’, true blue Oklahoma cowboy.
This, my friends, changed everything.
Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
After travelling to Oklahoma to visit his family, I was hooked on the beauty of his old stomping grounds.
And, his family.
So, we loaded up our SUV, and headed out.
This is where the Gypsy part comes.
I don’t have a picture, but, anytime we go anywhere, we pack up like a bunch of Gypsies.
That’s not a bad thing.
See, I am part Gypsy.
And part hippy.
And now, I can add… part country, to my resume.
On the road trip you can see really cool stuff.
And funny little convience stores.
I love the Honk-n-Holler. Wonder if we are the only one’s who actually roll down the windows and honk-n-holler, while driving by?
In Oklahoma, they have ponds. Lot’s of ’em.
And trees. Lot’s of them, too.
This is a big deal to me, because both are in short supply around here.
Ok, I have lot’s more to tell, but I am supposed to be catching up on work, and the members in our family business are giving me the stink eye.
So, stay tuned for more Oklahoma stories and pictures. Like, seeing Toby Keith-you know he’s my mother-in-law’s neighbor. Well, kinda sort of.