What’s That Smell?
Oklahoma smells better than any place I’ve ever been.
If I could bottle up its scent and produce a whole line of shower gels based off its glorious, fresh-cut grass and sweet breeze, I’d call it “Heaven”. If I ever ever happen to be deemed worthy enough to make it to the pearly gates, I imagine God’s living room would be just like my grandpa’s pastures, complete with the aroma of the humid Oklahoma summer.
Besides my husband, it’s my favorite fragrance.
I have been coming here my entire life, and it always smells exactly the same. And while it’s just a little too rural and far from the ocean for me to ever call it home, I have always cherished my moments spent sitting under the patio with the wind blowing and the horny bulls mooing obnoxiously at the heffers.
It sucks that I’m leaving tomorrow.
Although, I must say I’m looking forward to seeing James and sleeping in my own bed.
And my computer. I miss that, too. However, I think I’ve done a pretty good job keeping in touch with the Internet world via my phone. Can I hear a round of applause for the iPhone 3G and its network?
Tags: Vacation
June 18th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
lol. i am pretty impressed with your uninterrupted blogging and message replying! i gotta get me one of those!
June 19th, 2009 at 4:45 pm
Alright, missy…I know who you met up with on your little trip…I want to hear your story!
June 29th, 2009 at 10:15 pm
FYI, it was another wonderful smelling day in Oklahoma! : )