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, September 08, 2006

I vowed I wouldn't go saling this morning because I took my son to school in full scale ugly mode - no make-up, ratty at home clothes and my Crocs (with SOCKS - ehgads!). But, I saw a sing, and the car just turned on it's own! Besides, strangers at yard sales don't know what I relly look like anyway. This sale was at a brand dnew house in a swanky subdivision and it looked like the Fisher Price plant had exploded in their driveay. Tubs of toys, boxes of toys, tables of toys, toys everywhere. Where there weren't toys there was a crib, highchair, playpen, bathtub, etc. Baby and kid stuff everywhere. I decided to have a look anyway to see if I could find anything. I saw a tub of blankets, towels, sheets, etc. and I decided to rummage through it - you never know what you might find. The minute I felt the material - I knew I had found a vintage tea towel. Then when I saw it I could see the dancing pots and pans. It was priced at a quarter, so I didn't even bother unfolding it to check it out for damage. I shoved it under my arm to keep people from slamming on their brakes when they saw my towel and offered the people a hundred times the amount priced for it. Well, okay, my imagination runs away sometimes. But, I really didn't want anyone else to see it - it was MINE. When I got it home I discovered that it is in perfect pristine condition. It has such bright bold graphics and the colors are perfect with no stains or anything. I don't think it has ever been used. It's actually quite large for a tea towel. It might actually be a small tablecloth. I found another vintage tea towel with rose for 25¢ too - it is a little faded, but still chic as well as a vintage tablecloth with roses for 75¢. I also bought three vintage felt elves with the bendable legs and a SPLURGE boradgame from Vegas dated 1968. It has all the hotels and casinoes on it that made Vegas famous but are not longer there. I'm hoping it is collectible. Should be. I'll keep the elves for my Christmas decorations, but everything else is for resale. Even the dancing tea kettle towel........

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous11:13 PM


    For some reason I couldn't put a comment under your latest post. I love the pictures of your son...looks like you guys had a lot of fun. After seeing the one of him sitting on the tree stump, I had to share a story. I hope the boyfriend will forgive me. He and a friend went fishing and sat on a fallen tree and went about drowning some worms. Well, imagine his dad's surprise when he woke in the middle of the night to screams. My boyfriend had gotten chiggers in um...well, the most inconvenient of places! And I do mean ALL over those places! He still cringes when he talks about it - his dad loves telling that story!


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