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 03, 2007

Holy Hawaiiana!


I just posted that the Hawaiian paintngs were about to end and they were $155.00. Imagine my SHOCK (!) when I went to "My ebay" to see the winner.
They ended at...............$480.00.
I paid 50¢ for them.
Holy crap!
Pardon my French.
But, HOLY CRAP!
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2 comments:

  1. Unknown11:25 AM

    SHARA!!!! I am SO thrilled for you! That's just out of this world. I can't wait to tell DH--"See honey, all this crap I bring home may be worth HUNDREDS of dollars!" LOL!

    What are your big plans for the moolah?

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  2. Anonymous1:29 PM

    Hot dang!

    I LOVE THOSE PAINTINGS LOL...oh my!

    See you don't have to win the lottery -that is two big bonuses in a week! Please let us know why in the world they went so high if you are able to find out. Think of all the kissables you can buy with that$$$. A manicure, a new pipe for the sink, heck you can even go to a bed and breakfast LOL!

    Congrats gal, I am SO proud of you!

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