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, September 24, 2009

Thursday's Thrifty Finds

Yesterday I stopped by the Thrift to make a donation of a couple of boxes of things that I had culled out recently. When you donate at this particular thrift, you take it right into the backroom. When I step through those doors, I am like a drive-by at an accident site. My head spins around and I start gawking at the goods laid out to be priced. Oh, to dig in those boxes. What fun that would be. Sigh. Anyway, digress. Yesterday there were two full carts of Halloween merchandise in the backroom and I was itching to get at it. I asked when it would be out on the floor, but they said not until later that afternoon. So, today I stopped by to see what treasures were waiting.

Sadly, once I saw the things they had put out, I quickly realized that about 80% of it were things that I had donated earlier this year. Scarecrows, painted pumpkins, things from my more country days. Now I am all about the vintage stuff. I want vintage or "it looks like vintage so that's good enough for me" things.

As I pawed through the tables looking for a vintage noisemaker or a Beistle black cat, I did spy two items that make me happy. Very happy. Happy I had gotten rid of so many things earlier this year and happy that I found these two treasures to take home with me today.

Hold on to your hat. Because you will be jealous.

I know! Freaking adorable, right?

I am so glad this wasn't someone style so they donated it. LOVE IT! I think it might be a Bethany Lowe or a Nicol Sayre. Not positive, but thinking it might be.

Not jealous yet? How about this:

I love the thrift store this time of year!

Oh, who am I kidding? I love the thrift store every day of the year!

***Don't forget to read my monkeybox Junk Swap post below. I am still looking for two good reliable junker bloggers for this unique and what I hope will be a SUPER FUN swap.


  1. Oh Shara....MissE wants...needs...those Hallowwen treasures...WOW!!! Hit the thrift and a sale yesterday, but nothing so cool Halloween-y as those 2! Score! I sometimes think if I see one...more...plastic punkin candy holder I will weep...either that, or figure out something bizarre and strange to do with them!! :o} Happy Friday *elaine*

  2. Once again you find cool stuff. Those are the kinds of things I dream about finding at the thrift store but it rarely happens any more. What is a Beistle black cat? Since I have a real black cat, I may need to research that.


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