What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Sunday, October 15, 2017

The Junk Ranch #9: The Rundown

I survived another Junk Ranch!  It was actually the best Junk Ranch ever for me in sales, meeting great people and generally having a great time. 



Tuesday I went to rent the U-haul Van.  Now, I am an adult, but I get really nervous doing grown up things.  I just didn't think they were really going to hand me over the keys to a vehicle just like that.  But, they did!  It was raining and I am not a big fan of driving in the rain, but I was a BIG GIRL and I drove that giant van all the way home NO PROBLEMO.  I rented it on Tuesday so we could half load up that day, then finish Wednesday in the morning, then go out and set up the tent and tables so we would be ready to just set up the merchandise on Thursday.  But, Wednesday was a wet drizzly mess so I lost a whole day getting loaded up.  Thursday we loaded up, went out and did most of the set up.  Instead of it being cool and drizzly, it was hot and muggy.  Absolutely miserable.  Now, about 75% of my booth was vintage Christmas and the idea of anyone buying Christmas in 90 degree heat sounded pretty far fetched.  I was getting nervous. 



Friday was hot too, but not as muggy, so that helped a little.  I finished up the last bits in the booth seconds before the air horn sounded to pen the gates and release the shoppers.  Three - two - one and here they came.  And, I swear to you - my booth and Lara's too, were packed within seconds.  I had people lined up to pay for about forty-five straight minutes.  One lady had things in her wagon and asked me if I would mind adding it up in there instead of taking it all out.  When I went over - the entire wagon was FULL!  Plus she had already gotten a white ceramic Christmas tree and The Bean was bubble wrapping it for her.  She bought some of almost everything I had made, plus a lot of vintage Christmas.  She had told her friends that when the gates opened, she was RUNNING to Shara's booth.  I don't think she reads the blog - but she had been watching my Instagram posts and knew just what she wanted to buy in my booth.  She spent $275.00 which is there record for anyone to spend in my booth!  I wish I would have gotten a photo of her with that wagon full of goodies.  But, I was so busy with customers waiting that I just had to go on.  

I want to say that when I saw all of the things in her wagon, I was so proud.  Proud that the things that I had found, or the ideas that I had come up with were appreciated by someone.  I don't mean for that to sound big headed, because I'm not like that at all.  But, I sit on the floor in the living room and watch old reruns of Friends and package up ornaments that I think are old and unusual, then I have to guess on a good price and package them up or whatever and I'm never sure if anyone will think that what I have is good junk or just junk.  I always put more time into my things than money.  I have time to fluff and foof and organize and package.  I enjoy that part.  When others see and appreciate what I think is good stuff, it makes me SO VERY HAPPY.

Saturday morning when we got to the field the rain started.  Not really rain, but enough of a drizzle and mist that I couldn't put out most of my things since they were paper and plastic.  The gates opened at 9:00, and the people still poured in and they were ready to shop!  Luckily, within the hour, the skies cleared and it was a beautiful day.  The line of cars coming in was non-stop from 9:00 am until 3:00 pm.

The shoppers on Friday and on Saturday are as different as day and night.  The Friday shoppers come for specific things.  They have lists and carts.  They are first in line and they RUN to certain booths to get the things they have seen posted on social media.  They have been on Pinterest and have ideas of things to make so they are on the lookout for those things.  Saturday means families a bit later in the morning.  They all have pocket money to spend and they buy what appeals to them.  A little here, a little there.  The kids have money and they are shopping too.  There was a little boy on Saturday that bought one Scrabble tile for 50 cents.  I wanted to give it to him, but I could tell him Mama was giving him a lesson on economics.  He had whatever amount of money he had and he could buy things until it was gone.  He had bought a button, a car and a scrabble tile, so I am pretty sure he was dealing with a dollar.  He paid for that Scrabble tile and tucked it into his pocket, happy as a clam.  (Exactly how happy are clams, I wonder?)



Okay, let's talk about what doesn't sell.  Halloween.  Oh, I sold the two blowmolds I had, and about a dozen handmade banners, but not much else. 



I did sell a few pieces and a few necklaces.  And the cookie cutter garlands.   And all the flashcards.  Well, I guess I sold more than I realized now that I look at the photos.  Still, it took ups a lot of room for no more than I sold.  The handmade banners fly out on Friday.  Just like in June.  Didn't sell a single banner on Saturday.  Just like June.  Weird. I sold a dozen on Friday, none on Saturday.

Another reason that the Halloween might not sell is that I have SO MUCH CHRISTMAS.  It pretty much takes over the whole booth and is all you see when you approach.  Let's have a look!



This is the side that showed as the people came (ran!) through the gates.  I am the very first vendor inside the gate.  So, I try to make a display that shows from the outside and goes around in and about so they can come in and meander.  My booth flows right into Lara's and people assume it is one big booth which I take as a compliment but is probably an insult to Lara's cute booth.  


One of the things I was short on was good ornaments in boxes.  I didn't have enough to make dozens, so I picked out three to six that matched or coordinated and nestled them in shredded paper in a berry basket and priced them accordingly.  I had forty three baskets and only had five when the show was over.  Now, the funny thing is that I took all 43 of them last Fall and not a single one sold.  I had them in the berry baskets, then in a cellophane bag to protect them.  I took them out of the bags and just lined up the berry baskets on the table.  I guess it worked, because they sold! I even came home Friday and made a few more out of just simple colored Shiny Brites and the sold too.  






I sold nearly every box of ornaments I had too.  Looking at these photos is interesting.  I see so much that sold. 



As the day progressed - and I mean about an hour into the show, I realized that I was making money and didn't need to sell a couple of the things that I brought in as money makers.  The Santa got pulled for my collection.  I had only paid $1.00 for him and I collect them.  So, there!  I had a Nativity blowmold set that sold to another vendor before we even opened.



That old toolbox has been to the Junk ranch the last three times.  No one ever even looks at it.  Probably because I usually put so much crap in it and on it.  It makes a great display item.  So, if it doesn't ever sell, I'm okay with that. 



That old pastel was painted in the 1950's by the choir teacher.  The boys names are on the back and it's signed by the teacher.  It's just too big for my house, but I just KNOW someone is going to love it someday. 

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!!!!





Inside, under the tent.  Little things here and there.  That Santa candy container was one of the things that I really didn't want to sell, but I really do't need it, but I really wanted it.......so, I put a fat price on it and waited to see what happened.  Then, a big wind came up and he it the ground and his feet popped off.  Sounds like an easy fix and a reason to keep him to me!



I had been collecting Santa mugs all year for the show.  But, only two sold.  Is it possible that the Santa mug love is over.  SAY IT AIN'T SO, JOE!  Nearly all that little stuff sold.  


Oh, the white ceramic tree.  I had posted it on Instagram and people were ravenous for it.  Offers to pre-pay, offers to come pick it up.  But, I had tagged it #junkranchloot so I wanted it to be at the show.  I priced it $68 which is a very good price for it.  I didn't want to ship it, even though it would have sold for a lot more.  Besides, there is something about seeing the buyer when they get it - that is priceless.  She was SO happy.  Honestly, I don't see the love for those things.  But, I am happy that people DO like them and that I can find them for them.  





I had this old herb drying rack and attached rope to it and a million clothespins to hold all the bagged ornaments.  But, it took up a lot of extra room outside my tent and I felt that wasn't fair, plus people were walking right past it.  I took the ornaments off, put them in big flat baskets for digging, and BOOM there they went.  The big carolers in the back sold to my friends that own Flamingo Springs.




I did take things other than Christmas.  I had my farmhouse area.  I do hate that dumb tent leg in the way.  Lots of farmhouse kitchen stuff.  



I made all these milkcap prize ribbon vases.  I think they are super cute.  If I do say so myself.  :)  The WWII Food Posters well pretty well in my booth and at The Junk Ranch.  There is a popular local blogger that has a similar one in her kitchen.  I think that helps sell it, but I don't know for sure.  


Red and green utensils are popular again with the farmhouse folks.  I had bought a nice lot of really pristine green handled utensils from a IG account and my girl Chanelle (ambrose on here) found me a lot of good red utensils in Chicago.  I had about $60.00 in them with shipping, but I sold about 80% of them and most were $15-$22 each.  So, that was a good investment.  


Cute stuff and ephemera under the tent in the shade, thus the dark photo.  


I keep waiting for the Scrabble words to die out, but people still love them.  



Cute baby things and toys.  Kewpies always sell.  Old wooden toys sell too.  Dolls?  People seem to be scared of dolls.  I don't get it.  


The backside, leading into Lara's booth.  I didn't fill it up as much as usual.  But, it looked good and I sold a lot.  


I bought the souvenir plates for the booth, but took them to TJR first and sold almost all of them.  Good to know!


Cute stuff again, because why not?

For some reason, I get presents at the Junk Ranch.  



Presents from Lara.  I mean, WHY WOULD SHE GIVE ME THIS FABULOUS STUFF?  That garland.  I want to be draped in it when I die.  Ugh.  


Stuff I bought.  Old seals for $1.00 a book and I traded some honeycomb for the trucks from another vendor.  I had taken about twenty different vehicles with trees tied on the top and sold them all.  I need more!  :)


More presents.  These are from my friend Kristie that shares a booth with Lara.  My love of Annalee runs deep!


These are gifts from the Rose Bud Queen.


I met her years ago at the Junk Ranch when she bought this beauty queen trophy from me.  Her intent was to hide it in her sock drawer and years later when the family cleaned out her stuff, they would be impressed that Grandma was a Beauty Queen!  Ha!  She has since become a friend of mine.  She recently went on a trip to Norway and brought me back a rock and some sand.  I love rocks form different places and have always asked for one when anyone travels.  She gave me her super special HEART shaped rock after she found out I collect heart shaped rocks.  (What don't I collect....)  

People are so sweet to me.  Thank you Lara, Kristie and Kelly.  

So, I am doing another show the first weekend in November.  I've never done another show so I don't know what to expect.  But, I will just take me vintage and set up as usual.  Fingers crossed!  


Oh yes- Junk Ranch money made a down payment on a new car.  New to us.  Only 30,000 miles, so that's new enough.  

Thanks for reading all this and coming along on my Junk Ranch journey!

Friday, October 13, 2017

In the Works

I'm working on a Junk Ranch post if anyone has come here looking for the rundown.  And, if you have, in fact come here for that, you need to get a hobby!  I KID!  I'm running behind, the house is still a big old mess, I'm trying to get my head above water before my next show November 3-4th.  WHEW! 

It's coming!  PS We bought a CAR too. 
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Busy, busy, busy!

Thursday, October 05, 2017

My Fifteen Minutes

As you may know, Lara is a feature writer for the state-wide newspaper.  She writes about people that run the homeless shelter, help preemie babies, help homeless people, feed schoolchildren, and the list goes on and on of the stories of the fabulous people that she has shared with our area.  

For some crazy reason, she decided that I would make a good story.  I thought it was a small human interest story in the wayback section of the paper.  But, it was for the Free Weekly that is distributed throughout our area.  And, to top it off - my story was the cover story.  Whut the whut?  

The story is a fun read, if I do say so myself.  But, Lara has a writing knack that would make her description of paint drying fascinating and funny.  :)  She is very talented.  

So, here it is - my fifteen minutes of fame.


There are a lot more photos in the print version.  If I wasn't exhausted from Junk Ranch set up, I would scan it for you.  Maybe next week.  

Until then...GOOD NIGHT.  I have a huge weekend.

And, thank you Lara for making me feel like there's a reason I am the way I am.  

Saturday, September 23, 2017

House Arrest: I BROKE FREE

I had put myself under house arrest and forbid myself to go to any yard sales this weekend.  But BAD IDEAS were meant to be broken and I snuck out for about an hour this morning.  (Auto-correct says "snuck" isn't a word, but I say it IS A WORD. Whatev.)

I went to the Super Cheap Thrift, a yard sale and two estate sales.  It pays to live in a tiny town where you can go to all of those in an hour! 


The SCT thrift is putting out Halloween and Christmas in slow doses.  As I was looking at each item on all the shelves searching for vintage, I spotted a Santa Blowmold under the shelves.  Yea!  As I carried him around, one of the volunteers spotted it and was not happy that I had it.  "Where did you get that?" she said.  "It was under that shelf.  I collect them so I am happy that I found it."  Yes," she said.  "I collect them too and the people in the back KNOW I collect them."  So, apparently if I ever find any more there it will be a miracle, because she has requested them all.  But, we'll see.....  Yes, I need blowmolds for The Junk Ranch, but I collect the Santa's just this size, so he will most likely stay with me.  Plus, he was only $1.00.  Surely I am worth $1.00?!

The main reason I went out to some sales was that I spotted something in an ad that I really wanted, but I KNEW it would be gone by the time I got there.  



A vintage herb drying rack.  Not only was it still there, but everything was half off so it was only $7.50.  It folds up perfectly flat and then opens like I have it here or in more of a cross with each side at a different point.  I'm going to clip all my baggies of vintage Christmas to the rungs at the Junk Ranch.  Better than being in baskets or tubs for digging, I think.  It's light and easy to store,so that is always a good thing to find.  Also, I loathe yellow, but this is an old pale yellow and I kind of love it because it's different.


Other finds at a different estate sale - which was also half off - two nice old aprons for 50¢ each. OH, there's Santa again.  Hi!


Santa!  I know him!  an old Dick and Jane Reader, big piece of aqua pottery, a great old millinery hat, restaurant mug, and a few other cheap small things. 


A vintage tablecloth which I probably overpaid at $4.00.  I know that isn't much, but it's a lot for me since I really do not need anymore tablecloth and I will never let one go either.  


A miniature shopping cart.  I think this is my fifth one.  *COUGH*  They are so damn cute, I can't pass one up.  I need to put some in the booth.  I keep thinking I will think of the perfect use for them.  The sorting bear was bought from a man, who I am most likely old enough to be HIS mother, but he told me that it was OLD.  VERY OLD.  It was his when he was a baby.  I think it is from 1988 or so? (That ain't old).


An angel, a tiny brick, a Goebel bird, a flower pin and a big striped hat box that will hold rolls of vintage wrapping paper.  The Jack O Lantern is older, not truly vintage, but old enough.  


The whole enchilada.


On my last spin through the SCT I found these Gurley candles.  I never found the little girl Pilgrim, but believe me - I looked!  

Tomorrow I will haul all of the Junk Ranch merchandise out into the driveway where I will decide HOLY CRAP THAT'S A LOT or HOLY CRAP I NEED TO GO SHOPPING.  I predict it will be the former, but I will pretend it is the latter since I am going to Pickin' Time on 59 this coming weekend.  I'll keep you updated.  

Saturday, September 16, 2017

The Week in Junk: Vintage Christmas and Dolls, Dolls, Dolls

It seems every time I come here, I begin with an apology for my absence.  I wonder sometimes if anyone even comes to read blogs anymore, let alone my blog.  But, then I start getting emails and texts from my reader friends asking if I am okay.  I don't not blog (whut?) just so I will get those thoughtful notes, but when I do get them, it sure makes my heart happy.  You like me, you really like me!  (Is that Sally Field thing from too far back to still use?)

My step father is feeling good.  He was so very dizzy for weeks, but it was the blood pressure meds and not even from the heart surgery itself.  So, his doctor took him off all the extra new meds and he felt better within a few days.  He drove himself to the doctor last week and then took my Mom to the dentist and out to eat a couple days ago.  That was nice for them to finally feel normal after the last two months.  He still can't lift anything over twenty pounds, so I am the grocery shopper for the most part.  He can do light stuff, but I have to do the dog and cat food, bottled water, juice, etc.

I deep in Operation Junk Ranch.  The Fall Show, for me is primarily vintage Christmas.  It sells well and it makes it easier for me to concentrate on one theme.  I do have a good amount of vintage Halloween.  As for vintage merchandise, I am trying to only take Farmhouse style stuff like red and green handled utensils, wooden bowls, milk bottles, etc.  I always through in my usual "cute crap" for which I am known.  So, that means I have A LOT OF STUFF!


Speaking of The Junk Ranch!  It was featured in the most recent issue of Flea Market Style Magazine which is SUCH A BIG DEAL.  I am a proud Junk Ranch Vendor so this was very exciting.  

Back to Operation Junk Ranch  - I don't have a lot of big vintage Christmas stuff - I have only found one set of blowmolds this year.  I think everyone else discovered them.  DAMN.  I have a small nativity set that I got in Neosho at the City Wide Sales, but that is it.  I do have several big old wooden cutouts of some carolers, but I bought those just to be nice at Christopher Shane's grandma's sale.  They are still old and kind of neat so I'm sure they will sell.  

Friday morning I went out to get the newspaper and spotted a yard sale sign on my own corner!  I thought it was at a house with young kids, so I didn't get in a hurry to get there.  I did go about 11:30 and OH MY GOODNESS.  I am SICK I didn't go earlier.  Now, when I tell you what was at that sale you will think I am crazy.  


LOOK AWAY EDDIE!

There must have been over 500 dolls and tables of Avon bottles.  Am I crazy???  It was at a different house and it is an older couple that have lived there for 45 years.  She collects dolls from yard sales, redresses them and then hangs them in all of the bedrooms.  I had no idea I lived up the street from the house OF HORRORS.  I like dolls.  But hanging them on your walls is just not right.  Ai-eeeeee!  I spent about an hour an a half there looking at each doll.  I got a couple that are probably a hundred years old, a Chatty Cathy, a Baby Crissy and several other good old dolls.  They will all go on ebay eventually.  


There was also a table full of Christmas where I grabbed anything and everything vintage.  Just as I finished, a car pulled up and they bought all the remaining Christmas.  I was so glad I got all the good old stuff first!  They had a full blowmold Nativity for $40, but I wasn't sure there was much meat on the bone at that price.  

As for the Avon bottles.  I do not do Avon bottles because they are too plentiful and people usually think they are worth more than they are in actuality.  But, they had some really unusual ones and the price was right  - $1.00.


They really don't even look like Avon bottles, do they?


I plan on giving them a Christmas makeover somehow.  Probably just a tree tied on top.  The Winnebago will get a very classy "Christmas Vacation" makeover - "The shitter's full" sort of makeover.  


One of the dolls I bought was a walker doll - toddler sized.  She was wearing these awesome vintage TufNut overalls.  They are dirty, but I think that adds to the charm of vintage overalls,  I will try to give them a soak though.  They date from the 1950's.  An adult size recently sold for $112!


She was also wearing these impossibly cute little plaid tennis shoes from the same time period. They are just the cutest.  (Yes, now I have a half  naked doll in my garage.  Aiieee!)


The Bean helped me carry my purchases into the house when I got home.  When I went into the kitchen, this is the sight I saw outside my kitchen window.  I may have dropped an F bomb.  Several f bombs.  

I have put myself on house arrest for the next few days to get the rest of my things priced and organized.  The Junk Ranch is Oct. 6-7.  Usually the weekend after is Pickin' Time on 59 which is a nice yard sale crawl through several small towns.  I love to go because the stress of buying for TJR is over.  But, this year it is the weekend of Sept. 29th, so I have to carve out some time to go then.  I am still on the hunt for more stuff, so why not?  

I'll be back before then come hell or high water!

Monday, August 28, 2017

The Week in Junk: Christmas and Pricing

Hey there.  It's me.  Just checking in to say "Hey there. It's me".  Ha.  

I'm still going back and forth to my Mom's helping with things, buying provisions, delivering prescriptions and the like.  My step father is feeling better, but he is still so very dizzy from one of his medications.  The doctor took him off of the medication but said it could be 36 days before he isn't dizzy anymore.  Isn't that crazy that he had his chest cracked open and had heart surgery and none of that bothers him, but the medication has him sitting in a chair unable to hardly move?  It's crazy, I tell you.  What was also crazy was when the Cardiologist told him that he better call the VA and make sure they were going to pay for that visit before she even would see him. I just do not understand the medical field and insurance.  (This is not a political thing.)

In the times between, I am trying to keep my head above water over here with my chores, trying to keep the booth stocked, trying to hunt down Junk Ranch inventory and yes, preparing for yet another Junk Ranch on October 6th.  That will be here before you know it.  ACK.  I am particularly unprepared this time, but it'll get done.  Even if it kills me.  And it very well might this time.

Friday I went to a few sales that I saw on Craiglist.  That isn't really like me - I usually just see what signs I see and don't travel too far to sales.  But, one in particular looked like lots of things I love and the prices looked very affordable.  The other sounded like a good Estate Sale that promised "lots to dig through".  I went to the affordable sale first because in the ad I saw a plaid metal picnic basket and I WANTED IT.  But, of course, I knew I would be late and miss it.  (And I did.)  When I got to the sale, my eyes were scanning the driveway for that tin when I heard, "Hi Shara". The sale was a fellow flea market booth friend from my old store.  She was cleaning out stock and it was cheap.  She said I thought of you when I put out that plaid picnic tin.  DAGNABIT.  I got a few things from her and headed on to the digger sale.

Along the way I spotted an ESTATE SALE sign that pointed into a bunch of new condos.  I decided to stop since it was right there.  It was a fancy condo full of fancy things and the prices were fancy as well.  I decided to duck into the garage where I can usually find something that I can afford.  That's when I spotted a giant cardboard box under a table with a glimpse of Christmas sticking through.  I barely looked in the box after I realized that the whole box was only $2.00.  Was it worth it?


Uh, YES.  There were old sets of lights and some ornaments in there too.  But the ornaments were the best part FOR SURE.    That photo garnered over 400 likes on IG, so I guess lots of people love vintage Christmas.  (duh).


On to the Digger Sale which was an entire yard just covered in lines of boxes.  Lots of boxes.  SO many boxes.  I spotted this area off to the side: All Christmas 5/$1.00 so I went for a dig.  Sadly, it was all newer Dollar Store / Hobby Lobby and mediocre at best.  I did find a few glass and brass deer.  Deer always sell  - new or old.  I dug in all those boxes until I was a sweaty mess and bought very little.  Gosh, I hope my estate sale garners more money and has more interesting things than all of that....stuff.  The people having the sale were so very nice that I wanted to buy a lot.  But, it just wasn't there.  As I learned from "Backyard Bounty" (Netflix - have you watched it?) the sale was "Good from far and far from good".

Saturday I went a sale that had six older people sitting in the garage. They all greeted me and made small talk.  I spotted a shoe box full of older Christmas decorations - no glass ornaments, just wooden ones and a few homemade ones.  Nothing spectacular, but good for wreath making.  Then I spotted some older tablecloths being used on the tables and they said they were for sale for $1.00, so I helped the take them off the tables and put everything back.  I found an old tree skirt and an armful of Christmas things like a homemade tacky Santa with a good old paper mache face, a pair of ceramic HOMCO angels and a stuffed reindeer.  I went up to start sorting it all out so we could decided what to pay (nothing was marked,  Did I mention that?  That's important.) when the little old lady said, "$25.00 please."  Uh, what?  I had no more than about $10.00 worth of stuff in my pile.  I very politely said I would need to put some things back because I didn't even have $25.00 on me.  They were still very nice about it, but after I did pay for what I wanted, they discussed me as I walked away and I felt very, very small.  But, geez, I can't just pay crazy prices for stuff that isn't even worth that.  Onward and upward.

A couple of weeks ago I stopped by a thrift and it was wiped out since the college kids had just moved in that weekend.  There was surprisingly little to look at, so I spent some time digging where I don't normally like in the bags of old candles and the crafty floral area.  As I pawed through the bags of half melted candles, I spotted a turkey.  A GURLEY turkey.  Then another and another. Luckily the bags were color coded and were only 50¢ a bag, so For $3.00 I got seven Gurley turkeys. I can't find the photo and they are packed away now.  Sorry about that.  

And then, among the silk flowers and bags of silk vegetables, I found all these glorious beaded strawberries.  FOR FIFTY CENTS!  I bought the berry crate later in the day and it was if it was meant to be.  Now I have to dig in the candles and flowers every week.  They are just beautiful.  I need to sell them.  But, well.  


A few buys from just over the OK line.  The ballet photos are sweet and will go to the Junk Ranch. I'm always buying flashcards and Scrabble letters and dominoes for more necklaces I always SWEAR I am done making.  The elephant thing was in the baby quilts, but I think it might be a tablecloth.  Not sure - but it's handmade and it was $2.00, so I grabbed it.  



Love these old lacing beads that I found in a store that was literally about to cave in and was going out of business.  The lady at the store still had too good of a memory on what she paid for things and she said the word "ebay" repeatedly, so there weren't many deals there.  But, these lacing beads stole my heart.  And, they make a heart.  <3 nbsp="" p="">

Here's the tree skirt I got at the $25 sale.  It was $1.00 and turns out to be my find of the day. Funny that they didn't put value on it.  Neither did I when I grabbed it.  The kit sells for $55, so I am hoping the finished item sells for well more than that.  Fingers crossed.  

Here's hoping I will be back soon with some fun story.  Until then, I am off to the vet with a kitty that isn't quite himself today.  Fingers crossed on that.

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