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.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

When Nothing Happens

One night, several years ago, there were supposed to be a monumental amount of falling stars.  The Breadman was in the bedroom watching some sort of sporting event (who remembers, who cares) when The Bean and I went outside to see if we could spot any falling stars.  It was a warm summer evening, so we sat down on the driveway and eventually ending up lying on the driveway to see if we could see any falling stars.  I don't remember if we ever saw any, but what I do remember is that we were out there for two and a half hours and The Breadman never noticed we were missing or attempted to find us.  That's when I knew I count on him to notice if I went missing.  But you guys - you wonderful blog readers.  Well, I don't blog for a week or so and I start getting emails to see if I am okay.  From people that I don't even "know"!  Isn't that just the sweetest?  Will you guys marry me and report it if I go ever go missing for real?  :D

So, every night I tell myself I am gong to blog, but then my brain goes blank and I decide that I haven't done anything "blogworthy" so I turn off the computer and go to bed instead.  But, I have learned that sometimes when I blog about 'nothing', people seem to like that - so here goes.  Nothing.

I decided to sign us up for a six month trial of HBO since we don't have any movie channels.  I thought it would save us from running to Redbox or ordering On Demand movies.  The very first night we had it, we came across "Con Air" with Nicolas Cage at 11:00 pm.  We sat, mouth agape and watched it without moving for two straight hours.  When it was over at nearly 1:00 am, we looked at each other and said, "Well, that was awful."  Yet, we watched it.  Yes, we did.

Last weekend we installed a new mailbox complete with a new post.  That involved one semi fight, one big fight, one argument about the selection of house numbers, three trips to Lowe's three phone calls from Lowe's, a trip next door to borrow a post hole digger (they didn't have one), a total clean out of the shed to find a two shovels, an incident whereupon the husband says, "What's the plan, Stan?" and I wait for my son to answer and the husband looks at me and say, "No, you- you're Stan", pone hole dug until we hit concrete, another hole dug and measured, a post sunk with two bags of Quikcrete, a quick coat of white paint to the post and a mailbox FINALLY installed all within the span of TWO DAYS.  Thank goodness Monday was a non-mail holiday.  We needed all the time we could get.  

Wednesday I had my annual eye exam where I had to have my eyes dilated.  They always tell me that the dilation will last about thirty minutes.  But, it always lasts at least six to eight hours for me.  That makes for a fun day of not being able to see anything far away or close up.  Kind of limits what you can do.  Oh, and you have to stay in the dark or wear dark glasses out side.  FUN!

We went to see "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" and it was really, really good.  I picked out the movie, which rarely ever happens.  We usually see something with Super Heroes in it or a movie based on a book that The Bean has read.  Seeing a movie that neither of us knew anything about was a treat.  We went to a matinee and the movie was in a small theater and we were the only two people in the theater.  It was great.  Usually if I have something to comment on during a movie, I either don't say it or I lean over and barely whisper it in The Bean's ear.  Since no one was in the theater we had fun yelling at each other.  Well, not really yelling because that still seemed rude.  We're such rule followers!

Yesterday we went to my Dad's house for his birthday.  I baked a cake for him which he liked.  We went for a ride around the lake, then went back to the house and played poker.  I started playing poker when I was four years old.  My Dad would have poker games and I would stand there in my pink jammies holding my doll watching them play cards before I went to bed.  Eventually, one of his poker buddies would say, "Oh, let her play a hand" and they would let me in the game just to be nice.  That's when I would KICK ASS and take all their money.  I was quite the card shark!  Then they would say, "Uh, doesn't she need to go to BED?"  I was pretty good at playing craps too.  They would sit me on the counter and let me throw the dice.  I would KICK ASS and take their money doing that too.  Yesterday, The Bean got a Royal Flush, a Royal Straight and a Full House in less than an hour of poker playing.  I think he inherited my Card Shark gene!  

There you have it - my blog post about nothing.  I've thrifted a bit, but nothing worth even taking a photo of or even remembering what I bought.  There a few garage sales popping up on Craiglist, so maybe the season will come soon.  Although with temperatures this week reaching 3, I doubt that.  

Have up been up to something?  Or nothing?

*I don't even have a new photo to add to this sad, sad post!

PS - Heidi had a delicious new chubba bubba baby BOY yesterday.  Go show her some love.  

16 comments:

  1. Even your posts about nothing make me smile.

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  2. Your mailbox incident sounds like what happens when we try to do things around my house. Consequently, we don't get a lot done. Lol.

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  3. We have a lot of incidents like the mailbox, but my hubby does plan a bit better. Actually, he plans too much. But he's an Engineer and it's genetic for them. But we do make a lot of Lowe's trips during projects! Gets kind of loud, the neighbors probably can hear us for miles.

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  4. When my husband says I'm going over to Home Depot I know that invariably he will be saying that to me again later on in the day! Especially when he does yard stuff - you name it he never gets enough of it!
    The surprise birthday party Friday night for my daughters FIL turned out great. They had about 45 people including half a dozen relatives from out of town so that was really nice. They had wine so that was extra nice!!
    Thanks for the reporting on your nothing - I enjoyed it!

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  5. Anonymous8:38 AM

    I love reading your posts about nothing or about something. Keep 'em coming cause we're happy to read 'em.
    Amy

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  6. J and I have found separate 'projects' are most productive and a GOOD thing - only 'journeys' should be done jointly ;-)!!
    THANKS for the "check-in" !

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  7. Next time you have your eyes dilated, I think you should post something with NO corrections. I did enjoy your "dilated" texts. I do not recall you EVER posting with no pics. Shocking!.

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  8. Made me think of Ferris Buellers Day Off - lol!

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  9. It must be the thrift store apocalypse if YOU can't find anything! I've been sort of quiet over in my part of the internet too. Just not much happening. No mailboxes going in or poker games to talk of. Here's to a fantastically exciting week!

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  10. Everybody's life has a little "nothing" now and then. Your is more interesting than most. :-)

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  11. Love to read your posts whatever you write.

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  12. That is a whole lot of nothing..but interesting nothing. I love thinking of you and the Bean lying in the driveway. And the mailbox story! You may be the opposite of me in the poker dept. I think I maybe have played it twice in my whole life..both times at a las vegas themed auction or event. No card shark here.

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  13. I think I may have married your Breadman's brother!!

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  14. I loved your post even when it was about nothing. You have a gift for making the mundane entertaining. I laughed to myself about you guys lying in the driveway and the Breadman not missing you. My daughter and I used to make candy runs sometimes late at night to our 24 hr. Walmart and my husband never knew we were gone. Have a super week!

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  15. Sounds like a lot of the same stuff going on here. It's too darn cold for anything! Heaven help me if I crawl under a blanket to watch some TV, it's so warm, I don't want to get up! If anyone is taking a survey....I'm officially done with winter!

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  16. Your NOTHING is our SOMETHING. You're just a good writer, Shara, and we love to hear you ramble.

    Re: the card thing -- you've got a streak of luck in you. Seriously, I need to give you a couple of bucks and have you buy a lottery ticket for me!

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