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, March 07, 2010

Go Fly A Kite...Again

Yesterday was the Annual Kite Festival.   It is held in a teeny community, on top of a mountain, up a skinny dirt road.  it's quite a ride getting up there, but once you are there....it is awesome.  The wind is always blowing just right to get a kite right up.  Yet, it's never too windy to just sit and be a spectator.  it had been cold and windy for months, but yesterday was a Spring-like day.  The warmest temperatures since November 7th, to be exact.  It was a perfect day to be outside, soak up the sun and do a little kite flying. 

We took our lawn chairs, some bottled water and a bag of M&M's and we were set for the day.  The Bean has a large assortment of cheapy kites and a really nice Thunderbird Kite that he flies.  It costs $2.00 a person to fly a kite which is super cheap entertainment.  They also have a raffle for a big show kite that they give away in the middle of the day.  Tickets are 50¢ and limit one per person, so you have a good chance of winning, since you have to be present to win, too boot. 

I guess our chances were really good, because The Bean WON! 

It is an awesome kite - absolutely beautiful in the sun with the brilliant sky behind it.

I love this photo.  He's growing up and won't want to go to the Kite Festival with Mom and Dad many more times.  But, for now, he does and I am happy for that.  That kite is trying to fly free like him.  But, he's holding onto it, not wanting to let go, like me. 

(Only I could turn the Kite Festival into a tear jerker.) 


  1. Just the other day I was telling my husband that we should buy and fly a kite. Turns out he never has done that! Now I am even more motivated.

    BTW, sending my eggs tomorrow!

  2. That sounds like the perfect day! Your boy is looking so mature! I understand why you are holding on tight to the strings. I'm stuggling with the same thing!

    Have a wonderful day!

  3. I have a only child (a daughter)and was a stay at home mom.
    I cried all the way home from dropping her at college. Little did I know that the best was yet to come! from someone who has been there it will be ok.

  4. Who is that MAN and what did he do with the Bean?
    Enjoy these moments, they won't last forever.

  5. Anonymous3:53 PM

    I cried when I read this post. Oh how I understand what you are going through. My boy will be a senior in college next year and the last little thread is just about to be snipped....sniff sniff

    Amy James

  6. Shara, you write so well... your picture and blog entry absolutely hit the heart of what all Moms of teens and young adults feel.

    Congrats to the Bean on winning that awesome kite!


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