Your Okie Roots are Showing

Despite our exotic surname, 2 of the 3 Cupaks have roots in the Great Plain state of Oklahoma (you can't say it without singing, right?). So last Wednesday, we packed up and headed to the formidable Masengale Family Reunion in Sulphur, OK.

Everyone has their own travel woes, so I won't bore you with the 'woke up at 3am, layover in Dallas' part of the story. Miss Thing hasn't been on a plane since she was young enough to sleep through the whole experience, but she did wonderfully. Of course, we had to relax some of our strict pacifier rules.


As everyone who flies out of Phoenix must these days, we flew over the wildfire. My brain clicked in 2 minutes too late to get a good picture, so here's a bad one (that's smoke, not clouds):


We landed in OKC around noon to find my mother already pulling our suitcase and carseat off the carousel. My Aunt Kaye had brought her car JUST for luggage, so she followed my Dad as we drove off to Sonic, Oklahoma's official restaurant. No one really knew where the closest one was, except for Fran, the trusty GPS. Like lemmings, we followed... as she led us in a roundabout circle. Finally it dawned - the closest Sonic was IN the airport. Attempt #2 was more successful, so we dutifully ate our Sonic burgers and drank our frozen lemonades (do try one) before driving 90 minutes southish to Sulphur.


Sulphur is unexpectedly quaint. It's definitely one of those 'can't find it on the map' types of places, but it does have a Walmart and a Sonic (see above), as is proper. There are also several antique homes, including the one we rented in old downtown called the Flower Bluff Mansion. It was built in 1924 by the mayor, which is earlier than 1960, my cutoff date for being unafraid of a house.


We threw down our stuff and attempted to get Addie to take a nap before trapsing off to my 2nd cousin's lake cabin to meet up with the extended fam. Dinner was relatively short, since we were exhausted, so we turned in early. And so ended of the beginning of our trip.