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.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Oh I Wish

Oh, I wish I was an.......

That is what I'd truly like to be.

'Cause if I were an ....
Everyone would be in love with me.


You'll be singing this all.day.long.

I know I have been.



  1. Giggle, giggle.At least it's a fun song to have stuck in your head!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Too funny! My X and I decided this was 'our song' because it was the only one he could remember the words too. Still brings smiles and good memories.

  3. Anonymous11:11 AM

    " My balogna has a first name....."

  4. so cute and your right it is stuck in my head.

  5. Anonymous4:06 AM

    The weinermobile was in Hawaii a year or two ago....imagine the logistics of shipping that sucker across the Pacific! My boyfriend and I happened upon it on a Sunday morning and followed it around for a while...was so cool!


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