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.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Hoppy Easter, Everybunny

Easter Sunday - 40 degrees, pouring rain, flooded streets, oye. What a day. But we are snug at home, Easter Baskets pawed through, eggs found (yes, I hid eggs......he's still my baby! ;o) ), turkey's in the oven, bread is rising, cupcakes are about to be made and all is well. Have a Happy Easter! Be safe!


  1. Hi Shara...cute chick on that postcard! Happy Easter to you too. Sorry your weather's lousy...wish I could send you some of our high 70's temps and sunshine! Did The Bean find all the eggs? I'm smoking a pork roast on the grill...already made the sweet potatoes, string beans and...Yummm...strawberry shortcake!! Oh, and the deviled eggs...can't forget those! Can hardly wait for our friends to arrive...I'm getting hungry just typing this! Have a great day *elaine*

  2. Well, jaunt on over anytime!!!!

  3. We had the cold, rainy weather too. Hope you had a good Easter!


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