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.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

A meeting, a thrift stop and a $1.00 pie

I had a two and a half hour meeting this morning. It literally sucked the life out of me and hassmade me bone tired all day. Once the meeting was FINALLY over, I decided to go to the cheap thrift on a hunt. I got a 1903 copy of "Eight Cousins" by Louisa May Alcott. Old books aren't worth big money, but I love the history and the look of them. It was only 15¢. I also bought a historic romance novel based on the Klu Klux Klan from 1920. Not sure how I feel about that book... It was 15¢ too.

After the thrift I went to my Dillon's one last time before it closes. They are starting to mark down lots of stuff in preparation for the new owners. Today the bakery was on clearance. I got a huge coconut cream pie for $1.00 and a nice big party tray with five kids of breads (cranberry, pumpkin, etc.) on it for $1.00. It is in the freezer awaiting a holiday function. So, this won't be my last trip after all if they are giving stuff away at those prices!


  1. Anonymous8:28 AM

    Oh Shara! Some people will use any excuse to go by a thrift, but being stuck in a boring meeting is as good as any. It is fun to just look around.

    I love the new look of your blog site. Very professional looking.

    Libby (Pennypincher at YSQ)

  2. Thrifting is totally therapeutic! I know when I'm cranky or down it always makes me feel better, even if I don't find anything good. Just the looking somehow calms me. Weird, I know--but cheaper than therapy!

  3. Shara, I swear our lives are so parallel. I am in "workshops" for paraprofessionals ALL day today. I am home for lunch and then go back for the afternoon session. I am planning to go shoe shopping for DS afterwards, and I'm sure the car will just magically stop at my favorite thrift. HA HA.


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