I say it like that because I have embraced my more recently-grown Oklahoman roots and I'm proud to say it. After all, my sweet son was born here, some of my best friends live here and, shucks, its just a great place to live and raise children. But we believe God is opening some doors in non-Oklahoma territory and so we are putting our home on the market with hopes that it will sell soon. (Our Realtor has a great last name, by the way.)
Allow me to show you a close up of the facial expression here...
That is not a snarl. Indeed, it is an "I am proud to have lived the majority of my life in Okie-land" face.
The autumn is beautiful in Oklahoma, too.
This is the maple tree in our backyard.
I'm going to miss it here.