Like a roving band of turtles...

… and with about the same amount of speed, we have made it to Oklahoma and have actually even settled in a little bit!

Our original plan to make it to Amarillo on Thursday didn’t work out so well – instead we made it to Albuquerque at about midnight. Friday we made it to Oklahoma City, but only after running into a wildly tattooed and pierced man at the Love’s gas station who asked the Subway workers if they had feta cheese or basil, then exited the building with his girlfriend (?) who got into the back seat of his Lexus with a dead deer or bighorn sheep (we couldn’t quite make out the details) and drove away. Stranger things have happened, but we were impressed with that one! J

On to Bartlesville, which, contrary to many reports, was not under water. There is hardly any standing water around, few mosquitoes, and yes, very humid! I’ve been staying indoors quite a bit getting unpacked, but to go outside is a little bit like being in a sauna. Mia loves it! She’s been asking us to put on her shoes and take her on walks about every 2.3 seconds. There’s a lake with a fountain visible from our apartment and every time she sees the lake she squats down and screams, “OH!!!!” It’s pretty cute.

Outside of the general moving and unpacking things have been pretty uneventful. Rachel Roberts drove out with us and I was able to get to know Bartlesville a bit better by driving her around town to try to find a place to live. She has an application in at a condo near Wal-Mart and will hopefully hear back that it’s a go later today. We also got to know Tulsa a little bit better when we drove Ben Gordon to the airport – he was such a help and fun to be around during the drive!

The campus is really green and pretty and there aren’t that many students around for the summer. So, it’s been a quiet move-in. After the frantic energy leading up to the move I’ve been relishing the quiet. The most excitement in our apartment came one morning when I did the, nudge, nudge – honey, I heard something moving – thing to Izzy. Turns out we had a very small SHREW scurrying through our bedroom. It is no longer in this world.

The family that adopted Zoe wrote us to say that they love her very much but made the ill-advised (literally – we warned them a LOT!) decision to let her have a meet and greet with another friend’s dog. Zoe did her usual “I must be the alpha dog!” routine and bit the other dog on the leg. The new family says they’re considering consulting a “dog whisperer” over this behavior. Much luck to them… J

Let’s see… I’ve seen a chiropractor already and have an appointment with my OB on Thursday. The baby is definitely cooking along and has caused a little bit of distress to me – but nothing too concerning… I feel very boring…

~jj