Welcome to an Oakie from a Yooper (dat would be da Upper Peninsula of Michigan to doze of ya dat don't know da Great Lakes region, eh.) Heh heh, we have bumper-stickers on cars around her that say, "Welcome to da U.P. eh?). It's kind of an inside joke.
But all kidding aside, your'e gonna love it here. Were a creative and freindly bunch, even if you're from Texas and Oklahoma. Ok, I'll admit it. I had some very good freinds from both locations when I was in the Navy. I even had a freind form Colorado who was about as redneck as a guy could be. He was my best friend. The funny thing is, when he was a teen, he, along with his pals, would cruise the streets of his home-town, looking for long-hairs to beat on and then cut their hair. Me, when I was a teen (way back in the 70's), I was a long hair. I was certainly glad to have grown up where I did. This guy was big and I was very small. I would have been in serious trouble had I run into him and his buddies.
And yet, when our hair was all cut off in accordance with Navy Regs, and we were taken from our local haunts, we found out that we were two guys who had a lot in common. Just goes to show you that you can't judge a book by its cover.
But don't let it get around that I was freinds with a Texan. We Northerners have to protect our reputations.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed fo the North