First of all, this museum boasts the world's best scale. When you step on the slightly padded square, at first you don't even realize that you're being measured and compared (which might be a little frightening if the scale was sizing you up against Cindy Crawford or or some young hot thing). But no. This scale, instead, compares you to . . . Ice Age Animals. No kidding.
The Beautiful Armadillo (their words, not mine)
The Dire Wolf
The Tundra Musk Ox
The Dire Wolf
The Tundra Musk Ox
I noticed that the Woolly Mammoth wasn't on there. Apparently this scale has its limits. But I have decided I want one (the scale, not the ice age animal). Instead of shrugging off a few extra pounds, I would be smacked in the face with an image. I would have to ask myself, "Is this dessert worth looking like a giant beaver?" I'll know it's really time to get serious about breaking out the sweatpants when the picture is starting to read tundra musk ox. It might just get me motivated to keep my hand out of the candy jar and my feet on the treadmill to avoid looking like a tapir. Of course, right now I'm between a dire wolf and a giant beaver, so I'm not sure what that makes me. A giant dire?
Moving on to another part of the museum, I was confronted with this:
I want you to know I've had better friends. And if you never tell me I resemble a musk ox, I'll count you as one of them.
3 comments:
Which museum did you go to? I really think I want to homeschool David - when it's time. I've been thinking about it for a long time - and I just feel like I would be able to teach him more than I know he'd get during the school day. (Yep that's coming from a teacher - but up here we're so focused on math and reading that science and history seem to have gotten lost. It's all about passing the ISTEP.)
Sounds like such a fun museum - I think! And what in the world is a "Woman's Friend"?
Anne -- it's a washing maching -- can't you tell?!? :)
It was at the State Museum.
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