well, it looks like it's happening. it looks like we'll be making the move to bartlesville. we've been going back and forth negotiating on a piece of property just north of town; it's about ten minutes from the office. we're finally moving forward on a contract {we were actually in the middle of negotiations when we left on vacation}.
travis and i went and walked the property during the week a while back. then a few weekends ago we brought haley out and had her walk it with us, too. today we took travis's parents out to check it out with us.
while i don't fall down with excitement over the idea of moving to bartlesville, i really do like this property. it reminds me a lot of the land my brother and i grew up on.
oli stayed at grandma dee and grandpa steve's house today. we wanted him to have time to run around and play at stretch his legs. their yard is much larger than ours and their neighbors care much less about oli barking, so we try to take him there when we can. conor came with us, though, and had a great time exploring.
we finished up our walk just in time for a big rain drop to splatter on the windshield. conor was excited to cuddle up next to his grandma for a little nap.
steve and travis both decided they weren't feeling well and wanted to get home quickly. dee and i were really hungry, though. there was no where to stop on the way out of town except for mcdonald's {disgusting} but we knew it would be quick. the girl in the drive-through asked for our order, travis gave the full order and then the girl said, "ok, can you tell me your order again?" the rain was coming down like crazy and blowing all over his arm, face, and the side of his body. i really couldn't believe it. it was pretty funny. we ended up with food that we didn't order, but we were just glad to have food in our bellies and be back on the road. we were afraid oli was going to be a muddy mess by the time we got to muskogee, but it turned out it wasn't really storming there {thank goodness}.
here's a picture of my sweet boy sleeping on the way home. isn't he precious?
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