Why haven't I written in so long? Well, random stranger, I'll tell you why. I suck. Yep, that's why.
Anywho...
So about 6ish months ago my husband and I moved 2000 miles from our home to Portland, Oregon. Now I gotta say, there are some things I have learned since leaving little Oklahoma. The first thing I have learned is that saying 'It's a small world' is a freaking lie. It is a giant world with shit tons of people. For real. Shit. Tons. We drove through a lot of states to get here, and Utah was beautiful but probably the most desolate. There were fewer people and quite a few little abandoned towns. Kind of creepy, but cool. The cool part was seeing the towns kind of falling apart because nature was taking back over. Kansas was the most boring. We stopped to get a post card and all the post cards had pictures of fields of sunflowers on them. That was also a lie. You know what I saw in Kansas? Corn. And Windmills. That's it. Some rolling hills. Meh.
I have also learned that nothing in Oregon can compare to the greasy amazingness that is the Braum's burger. Mmm. Getting hungry and disappointed just thinking about it. There is a lot of diversity in the greater Portland area. Mostly with food, but a little with the people. For instance, we live in a neighborhood where very few people speak English. Late at night we will go sit on our freezing back patio and listen to the Spanish music ring across the land. However, the Mexican food scene here blows. What's up with that? Meh.
The people here are more understanding. Kind of. While it is the common belief that you can say what ever you want, do whatever you want and be whomever you wish here, there is also some unkindness. For example, no one opens doors here. In Oklahoma, if you're hands are full someone will open a door and offer to carry your crap. Here, you have the right to figure out how to open the damn door yourself. Heathens. Meh.
Oregon is beautiful. I feed my soul with either family and friends, or nature. On Christmas we didn't have much family to visit, so we decided to go on a nature hike to the top of Multnomah Falls with a friend. Now, I gotta say, I definitely missed seeing my Momma, Daddy and the rest of my amazing family, but I still had a damn good view. We got to the top, cracked open a beer and toasted to the awesomeness that is Oregon. Then we got our freezing asses back down and ate at Denny's.
Oregon is different and definitely beautiful, but Oklahoma is beautiful it it's own, flat way. I think it is mostly the people in Oklahoma that make it beautiful. The way the people come together in tragedy, how you'll always find help if you're stranded in your broken down car in the middle of nowhere, or even how you can easily get a smile and encouraging words from strangers on the street.
Moral of the story, while Oregon has as abundance of beautiful nature, Oklahoma has an abundance of beautiful people. Oh, and sunsets. Oklahoma has those kick ass sunsets too.
While I am glad we're here and we have good reasons, a part of me is still back in Oklahoma. That part is probably chilling with my family enjoying the simple life. The Oregon part of me is enjoying the view while it can, even if it is a lot different.
