Saturday: Museum Day

I took my Great Aunt the Golf Fiend out for a lovely day of museum-hopping on "Free Museum Day"; we decided on the Holocaust Museum and Sunken Gardens in order to get the proper complement of contemplation and kitsch.

At the Holocaust Museum, we meandered through hordes of screaming children to contemplate the horrible history of WWII. However, I almost started WWIII after being squished one too many times by the little darlings. But I did enjoy the current exhibit, which included some excellent satirical illustrations and interesting abstract work by artist William Pachner.

At Sunken Gardens, we meandered through hordes of screaming children to contemplate the beautifully kitschy botanical gardens, complete with butterflies, blue and yellow macaws and flamingos doing quite difficult yoga positions. In fact, I was quite disheartened at my lack of progress with yoga after watching them bend themselves into jaw-droppingly twisty pretzel shapes.

I am now contemplating whether or not to purchase a pair of very fine pink plastic lawn flamingos for the yard, as I want to fully embrace my inner Floridian tackiness. Perhaps an alligator head doorstop or seashell chandelier would also do the trick. Choices, choices...