|At the City Museum|
The saga continues. What was a stupid thing done two months ago has awoken.
In reference to “Stupid Things I Have Done: #347”, I need to renumber this post to be “#347a”. To see the original post, go here: Click HERE.
To recap, I must go back to April 6, 2011. We were in St. Louis, Missouri, at the Marriott Hotel. Our flights were the next day, so we (me, my husband John, son John4, and daughter Erin) found ourselves with a few hours of daylight to do something in the city. John4 said, “Hey, I heard about this ‘City Museum’. Let’s go there!” With the enthusiasm of young children, we piled into the car and took off.
|One of the re-bar tunnels|
|Man meets elephant|
While those buildings stared blankly, this ‘City Museum’ had been purchased by an artist/architect, who took it, shook it, and turned it inside out and upside down. The result was a charming and incredible ten-story ‘museum’ and playground still camouflaged by ancient bricks.
|The Monster Slide: just get out of the way at the bottom!|
|7 story high pipe organ|
|Human hamster wheel|
|We'll try this first.|
We finished up the day at the museum, went back to hotel, where I iced my ankle and sent John4 to get Ace bandages to wrap the now swollen and throbbing right ankle.
|Come to me...I'll help you!|
My doctor x-rayed it last week, found that the end of the tibia had a splinter break. Now I stand tall, because the boot wrap I wear adds about 1.8 inches to my height.
I wonder if I can look at the height-weight charts can count that 1.8 inches and give me a break in my weight. I sure could use a better ‘break’ now.