What I Miss About Oklahoma

After writing my post about the reasons why I love living in the south, I would be remiss if I didn't mention what I miss about my homestate of Oklahoma.  Hope y'all enjoy.

I miss having the almost daily privilege of witnessing some of the most gorgeous sunsets you've ever laid eyes on.

I miss seeing Oklahoma crimson and cream ballcaps, t shirts and flags everywhere you look.

I miss the rivalry between OU and OSU that heats up November like a bonfire.

I miss my grandmother calling it the Wal Marts.  Maybe all grandmothers do this, I don't know, but for some reason it only seems like an Oklahoma grandma kind of thing to say.

I miss the wide open spaces of northwest Oklahoma where a man could have the job description of Doctor/Rancher.

I miss how going to Dallas constitutes a major shopping spree.

I miss how if you mention The City, everyone knows you're talking about Oklahoma City.

I miss having a chance at getting a white Christmas.

I miss not being able to use the phrase I used in high school to remember the streets of Tulsa.  My Sister's Yellow Hair Looks Ugly Pretty Rotten.

I miss using the phrase "in the panhandle" and everyone knowing exactly where you're talking about.

I miss Braum's hamburgers, ice cream and crinkle cut french fries.

I miss the quiet strength of the people.

I miss my family.

I miss Oklahoma.

Amen.