Where I live.
I've been wanting to blog about this so this prompt is the perfect excuse. And I guess I can do it without putting myself in danger since there are like 600 women in my city who share my name. I live in Council Bluffs, Iowa. And I really do like it. I'm close to my Grandma which is so nice cuz I just love that woman, it's not flat, we're getting a freaking Chik Fil A, and we got a Target. What else do you need? I do have one complaint though. Over the summer the Iowa West Foundation paid 3 Million for sculptures that look like tornado wreckage to grace a bridge that crosses over I80/I29. Google it, it'll be worth it.
Four of them, actually, one on each corner of the bridge. So there's no missing them. They are HUGE! Like 60 feet tall huge, mkay? Now I'm not going to debate what is and what isn't art but I am going to say I hate it! Because it's my blog and I'll bitch if I want to. People are having wrecks under that bridge because these things are so distracting. And I'd like to quote something I heard in a news segment or maybe a newspaper article, I can't remember, but a woman said "It's not really inviting. It kinda says Hey, stop in, we're going to stab you!" Right on, sista!
And that's where I live.
Tomorrow, my day in great detail.