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, May 26, 2010

Conversations Overheard

Conversation overheard between The Bean and The Breadman.

Bean:  We need to buy Double AA's.

Breadman:  Okay.  I don't think you can buy those though.

Bean:  Why not?

Breadman:  We have to buy the stuff and Mom will need to make them.

Bean:  What?  We buy them at The Dollar Tree all the time!

Breadman:  We do?  I've never seen any here.

Bean: Are you kidding me?  We always have Double AA's.

Breadman:  Double AA's?  OH!  I thought you said Deviled Eggs.

Do you see what I am up against over here?

Lord have Mercy.

15 comments:

  1. Anonymous1:44 PM

    LOL, these are what gives us little giggles throughout the day. Otherwise life would be way too boring and serious.

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  2. So funny and yes that keeps us going the little giggles of the day!

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  3. Can I just say, I think this is the most hilarious thing I've heard in a long time, and I've probably heard something similar 'round these parts over the years!

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  4. I think you might need to stick a hearing aid in that Breadman's ear! Your kid must've thought he was crazy!!!!

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  5. I literally LOL'd just now. I'm sure the Bean was wondering what the heck your husband was talking about & how you were going to make batteries. lol

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  6. Hee Hee ... I can just see those two having that discussion! Each wondering what the other was talking about!

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  7. Just start calling the breadman Homer, DOH!

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  8. Hee Hee! Just proves my theory that all men have defective hearing. Thanks for the laugh~I needed that!

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  9. Sounds like the Breadman needs to borrow my hearing aides!

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  10. Love this story. My daughter used to call a magnifying glass a "mighty fine glass". And it sort of is, when you think about it. Hope the family is doing better...
    xo
    Pam

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  11. Shara,

    You are so talented that I have faith you COULD make double A's. I have a battery story, too from yesterday. My not quite 3-year old son said to me, "Mommy, my train needs a C-cell battery." He caught me by surprise so I asked him what a c-cell battery is. "He said it's round and goes in Edward in Dodge." (He's right; the other trains we have take double A's" Maybe you can make some for me.
    ;-)

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  12. Didn't see that one coming. LOL

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  13. I just found your blog and can see we are junk soul mates already.

    Come by for a visit. i am going to add you to my blog roll and hope you might list me as well..... now I am going to spend some time having fun on your blog...

    Dianne
    kitsch n Stuff

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  14. Thank God everybody is outside or they would have heard me laughing ... it makes them nervous when I laugh and they don't know why. I love the part where the Breadman explains that they have to buy the stuff and you have to make them ... you'll have to post a tutorial on your battery-making sometime.

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  15. Sounds like a conversation at our house. Hubby is totally deaf in one ear and I'm almost the same!

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