what do okies and texans have in common?

Well, apparently they often say what I say: “one, two, three, four, I declare a pinochle war.” You might’ve heard it’s a thumb war. And as far as I’m concerned, you’re mistaken. :)

I very much enjoyed Texas. It made me miss Oklahoma, actually. The people there are so freaking nice. And helpful. And although people in North Carolina are nice, the Okies and Texans put ‘em to shame.

I got to have Sonic, do tons of shopping (hello, Ross Dress for Less, this is Carrie calling. She hearts you.), consult answer-me-jesus (apparently I should be a patent lawyer, but when I asked if I'd go to hell for being a lawyer He said "have a nice afterlife" so I'm not sure how to take that...), have Scotty P’s, Blue Mesa (tex-mex at its finest, or texican, as Jessica called it), go to Hobby Lobby, eat sushi (twice!), go to outlet malls, take part in a dust storm and have some good ol’ Texas bbq ribs. (I don’t even like ribs, really, but these were awesome!)

And I saw A LOT of people—Renee and Jessica, of course. And Leanne. And Misha Baker. And Mark Turner. And my family (Candi, Randy, Jan, Chris and his girlfriend Brandy and her son Kaiden). And weirdest of all? Who did I run into in the Allen outlet mall JCrew? Saul Albom. It was like a mini-TU reunion this weekend. Weirdness.

I also came home with…counting here…three pairs of shoes, a jacket, sunglasses, a scarf, a purse, a necklace, five shirts, two pairs of socks, a dress, a skirt, two tank tops, five shirts, a pair of boxers (for sleeping in), a suit (with two different tops—jacket and another thing), a big bottle of shampoo and conditioner, a ball cap and two bottles of wine. Some of this I bought, others were gifts or hand-me-downs or things I left in Tulsa. But holy frigging moly was my luggage stuffed!

I have lots of pictures (duh!) but here’s a few for starters. My family and then the one Mark took of me, Misha, Jess and Renee (that's one of my cute new tops!). And me with the Bluebell (and the cute braids courtesy of Jessica!) Ooh, and that fountain is one of my fave pics from the trip.

And then there’s the picture of me driving a convertible for the first time ever—it’s my Aunt’s cute little Mercedes. I was so afraid I’d wreck it, but after driving I totally want a convertible. Well, I mean when I get my karmann ghia, which some day I will, I want it to be a convertible!

Happy Tuesday, peeps.