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.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Friday Finds

A quick stop in a seldom shopped Thrift netted some vintage goodies today.  

A nice bBIG vintage chalkboard, an old book, a nice pile of vintage clothespins with great patina, a vintage jump rope - the long kind that two kids turn and a globe missing it's base.  I have found three globes in less than two weeks.  The good ones went straight to the booth.  This one didn't have it's base, so I pulled off the Equator like Super Woman and pulled it into two pieces.  Now I can do something creative with it or glue it back together and throw it in the booth as is.  Sometimes I have big ideas and then I gets lazy.  :(



I also found a little sack of vintage Jacks (or is it Jax?)

I've been picking them up when I find them and throwing them in a jar.  Now my jar is full!  Does anyone have any ideas of anything to do with them?  I looked on Pinterest, but I only saw one pair of earrings made out of some.  (Uh, no thank you.)  
I used to love to play Jacks.  You could keep a set in your pocket and have instant entertainment at any time or place.  Ah, the simpler times.  Not like these whippersnappers now with their high falutin' techno-logical handheld video games ans what not.

I kid.

*Anyone going to see Magic Mike?  I suspect it is full of bad acting and a sorry plot line.  But the stripper aspect outweighs all of that, huh?  Hubba Hubba.

7 comments:

  1. We played with jacks,chinese jumpropes and those knickerknocker glass ball toys that should have never been manufactured.

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  2. I LOVED jacks! Mine came in a little zip up clear bag that I also loved for some crazy reason. I had them with me all the time!

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  3. I WILL be seeing Mike on the big screen at some point here. Waiting for the crowds to die down a bit. The reviews are actually not bad. Besides, that group is not really a bunch of bad actors, now are they? ;-)

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  4. What a great finds. I loved jacks! I don't have any ideas of what to do with them other then putting them in a jar like you've already done! :) Now I would not mind seeing Mike on the big screen at all! hugs, Linda

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  5. I don't have any desire to see the Magic Mike movie. But I do have an idea for the jacks - what about using them on a wreath? Maybe a styrofoam wreath, they would make a really cute decoration. Maybe not child safe, though.

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  6. I love those old vintage jacks! I think keeping them in a jar is a fun way to display them. I just recently found your blog, really enjoying it :)

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  7. Just wanted to stop by and say hello. I may not comment but I enjoy your posts. Stay Cool!

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