Chelsea, America

I grew up in Chelsea, Oklahoma, a little town off Route 66, northeast of Tulsa. Home to Oklahoma’s first oil well, Oklahoma’s oldest bank, Clem McSpadden, and me. Chelsea might be home to more cows than people, and I’m ok with that.

Mural on a the side of an old Rexall Drug.

Mural on a the side of Rexall Drug. Photo courtesy of takemytrip.com, because I forgot to take a picture.

I made a quick trip to Chelsea this last weekend for a long overdue family reunion.  It was so great to catch up with extended family that I haven’t seen in years!

I woke up Saturday morning to this…

Sunrise over the ranch.

Sunrise over the ranch.

and this…

Apparently I'm not the only one a little crusty in the mornings.

Apparently I’m not the only one with crazy hair in the mornings.

Dad and I drove over to the barn and shop to check on things before breakfast.  Lesson learned – when at the shop, don’t bend over to pick something up off the ground.  You will end up with a cat on your back.

Crazy shop cat.  Guess he just wanted a ride.

Crazy shop cat. Guess he just wanted a ride.

As soon as we arrived home I got to work making monkey bread muffins for everyone.  I chased my green smoothie with one of these bad boys. It’s all about balance, right? Recipe coming soon.

Monkey Bread muffin.

Monkey Bread muffin.

This guy insisted on making me step over him while making breakfast.  He has to be right in the middle of all the action.

Charlie dog.

Charlie dog.

Then we were off to the reunion!

Me and the sister.

Sister bear.

Dad, Grandma, and Joe.

Dad, Grandma, and Joe.

Quite possibly my favorite picture - Uncle Punk and Aunt Wanda.  Going strong at 96 and 93.

Quite possibly my favorite picture – Uncle Punk and Aunt Wanda. Going strong at 96 and 93.

As a 5'9 girl, I never feel short.  This is Whitney and I with our first cousins, Chris and Matt.  I am the shortest… by a long shot.

As a 5’9 girl, I never feel short. This is Whitney and I with our first cousins, Chris and Matt. I am the shortest… by a long shot.

Chase was unable to attend the reunion, so when I rolled back into Norman I came home to this… The Carnivore got a new truck!  He’s on cloud nine.

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What’s better than a new blue truck?! Two blue trucks! Our driveway looks ridiculous.

It was a short, quick trip home, but much needed. My heart is full.

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