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.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Thanks for all the kudos on my purchases at the Sale of Sales. I still have two boxes sitting in the living room and I just like to get it out and look at it all. I must look pretty silly looking at Tiddlywinks, Bing-O and dolls, but I don't care. I love looking at my treasures! I planned on going back Saturday morning and go for another dig, but I awoke to the worst Saturday morning sound in the whole wide world. Thunder and Rain. Sigh. No more treasures. It sort of cleared up mid-day, but still sprinkled some throughout the day. My curiosity got the best of me and I had to make a run to their corner to see if the sign was up, but it wasn't. Now I have a lingering hope that they might open this weekend since they lost a day last weekend. But, since they are from KS and it is a Holiday weekend, I doubt it. But, that certainly won't keep my from going to see if I can spot a sign!

On my way to check on the sale Saturday, I did find another sale, so I popped in to prowl. I spent $1.00 and got a vintage tablecloth with flowers on it (No photo, sorry Sarah). I thought that was pretty good to only hit one sale, only buy one thing and have it just happen to be a nice vintage tablecloth. Score.


Because no one (including me) likes a photo-less post - here is a photo of The Bean trying on his baby shoes. (I'm still trying to delete photos so I can set up my new computer that has been sitting un-opened in the box for two months. Can you believe that???)


And a note to any family members that read this blog - I regret to say that my family won't be at the big Richardson reunion this weekend. The Breadman couldn't get off work until Sunday as it just couldn't work out. I wanted to see everyone and I know I will miss a huge amount of fun. Sorry to miss you all!

1 comment:

  1. I dont think the shoes fit....... hee hee


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