Road Trip

We've found the box of camera chargers and cables that I forgot to set aside before the move, so I'm finally able to post some pictures from our road trip to Washington and the new neighborhood. The road trip itself went pretty smoothly. The drive across Iowa was brutally boring, but the scenery just got prettier and prettier as we went. Montana was absolutely gorgeous, although we weren't prepared for a high temperature only in the low 60s. Washington was no disappointment either.

We probably saw 300 signs touting the Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota, so we stopped in Mitchell for lunch to check it out.

We also took a little side trip through Badlands National Park. I highly recommend it if you're ever in the area. We would have liked to have spent more time there, but the weather was rainy and we still had a couple of hours in the car until we got to our hotel.

On the way to the Badlands, we stopped an area where you could feed prairie dogs. They were so cute, but obviously well fed. They were much fatter than the "wild" prairie dogs we saw in the park.

Mimi was a trooper through the whole trip. She stared at us angrily from her crate for most of the first day, but after that she would lay down and nap for most of the drive. Hopefully we won't have take her anywhere for a while.

Officially Homeless!

It's been a busy few days for the growing Vogt family. As most of you know, we closed on our house on Friday, so we're officially homeless until mid-August. We stayed with my mom over the weekend, where we tried to squeeze in some relaxation (and sleep!) in between visits with both sides of the family. We've settled into an extended stay hotel for this week, but we check out Saturday to head to New York for a wedding. Mimi has been handling our nomadic lifestyle better than I had expected. She's enjoying her freedom at the hotel, and has taken to sleeping either under the bed or on the extra-wide window sills. We had a little bit of excitement yesterday when the smoke detectors starting going off, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

In baby news, Blasto is still doing great. She now weighs over three pounds, and seems to take endless pleasure in flipping around my stomach. Sometimes she likes to wriggle her way up under my right rib cage, but I can usually convince her to relocate. We had a potential problem last week when I failed my 1-hour Glucose Tolerance Test, but I passed the 3-hour test just fine. I have some insulin resistance issues when not pregnant, so it wasn't a huge shock, but it is a major relief to not be diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes.