Blogs from Des Moines, Iowa, United States, North America - page 2

Mommy was up all night, so getting out of bed at 6 AM wasn't too hard for her to do. The humans ran around the house for 2 hours in preparation, then Mom carried me to the car. I was NOT happy. Although there was a nice studio apartment made for me in the back of the Prius, I wanted to do nothing but hide. In my studio there was my bathroom, my wicker (power) basket, and lots of space covered with a warm furry blanket to lay in the warm sun. I chose to ride on the floor between the front and back seats. Mom didn't like that, cuz it was cold. She kept on trying to warm me up....then she discovered why it was so cold. Daddy put the snow brush back there, and ... read more

On Sunday morning, after a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs made by Andy and potato casserole made by Erin, we took the kids for a walk to their local park. There aren't sidewalks on all the streets in Des Moines, so we alternated crossing the street to get where we needed to go. I love how green Des Moines is, and it was nice strolling through all the cute, old homes and large trees that create canopies over some parts of the streets. Oliver enjoyed throwing rocks in the lake at Witmer Park, and then we took him to the playground. A very large dog came up and joined him there. Oliver was digging in the gravel, and he thought it was hilarious when the dog started digging with him, too. Oliver found an acorn that ... read more

We decided to spend the morning at the Des Moines Farmer's Market. It's held in their historic district every Saturday morning throughout the summer, and it is busy, busy! There were hundreds of vendors and thousands of people. In addition to fresh, colorful produce from all over Iowa, there were local bands in addition to people selling honey, jams, pastries, and other goods. It was a great way to spend the morning. I decided to enjoy a breakfast of German pastries. Oliver indulged in an Austrian cookie, and I ate an apricot cheese pastry. We hung out and listened to some of the live music, and then we let Oliver choose a fruit from a vendor to enjoy. He chose blueberries.... read more

We spent most of the day driving through Nebraska. Nebraska made me miss Wyomming where we saw lots of Antelope, both dead and alive. Speaking of road kill, we were inches from running over a large marmmit. Marilyn thought it was a beaver and therefore I would of been arrested for killing Canada's national animal. She, on the other hand, almost ran over a coyote. Its very sad what these animals will do for some attention. She thought we should adopt the coyote. I reminded her that we are only allowed to adopt one anmial a year. None of these near-misses or conversations occured in Nebraska because NOTHING HAPPENED IN NEBRASKA. Of course we are in Des Moines, Iowa but arrive when it was dark so nothing happened here either. But because Iowa has the wisdom ... read more

When a man finds himself one night in Des-Moines, Iowa, he should really examine the decisions that led him there. For me, it made me think luck and chance. Despite the fact that this whole trip seems kind of made up at the last minute, I've actually planned it pretty well. I had a full itinerary from Boston to Los Angeles, with a couple of possible variations, that's it. I knew what I've wanted to do on the way and whom I meant to meet. Everything seemed to be ordered. But as usual, chaos had something to say about my trip too. For instance, when I've decided to reopen this blog I didn't know that a certain faithful follower of this blog (Hi A!) will notice I'm in Boston, alert her son which was also in ... read more