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.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

I got a letter in the mail yesterday telling me that I had been named a "Souper Parent" by Campbell's Soup based on an essay submitted for my volunterism at my son's school. The prize is 10,000 labels for the school. The retail value is only $115.00 (10,000 sounds like it would be more than that!) but it will help the school. There was only one winner per state. Souper! My son and I actively collect Campbell's Soup Labels, Boxtops for Education and Tyson's A+ Panels for his school.

We'll always send a thank you and an envie full of coupons, stickers and any other goodies we have on hand. Mention you saw it on the blog please!

I stopped by the Flea Market to straighten things up yesterday. I had a check for $6.30. I didn't expect to have one at all. I was one of the first vendors there and it is still filling up. She is advertising and Spring is coming, so more lookers with be there then.
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