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, July 15, 2012

Expanding My Horizons

I love smalls.  I collect smalls.  I sell smalls on ebay.  My booth is packed with smalls.  You do know what smalls are, don't you?  Small stuff.  Little things.  I watch American Pickers and I see them buy HUGE signs and old motorcycles but they walk right past cabinets full of cool old smalls.  I guess they only buy Bigs.  Not that that is an actual thing.  But, you know what I mean.

The people that own the Flea market let me put things throughout the store and not just in my booth.  I only have vintage things in my booth, but from time to time I see something that I know would sell, but wouldn't necessarily fit in my booth in style or in size.  It's nice to be able to put things in the window display, outside on the sidewalk or in the furniture room.

This week I started picking up some bigger things that I normally wouldn't have in the past.  First I bought an old metal toleware light fixture.  I never would have bought it in the past since shipping it would have been a nightmare.  

Mine looks like this one except it is white with gold accents.  I think it will sell quickly.  

I bought a very old framed mirror with beveled edges.  It weighs a ton.  

It's nearly impossible to photograph a mirror, so I didn't even attempt it.  This old paper label was on the badly dilapidated backing.  Parker Paper and Twine started in 1906.  

This afternoon on the way home I saw a house had been cleaned out and there was a pile of stuff by the street.  Being the chicken I am, I waited until the cover of darkness and went back to see what was there.  The things I had spotted that looked promising were gone, so I didn't get anything.  But, I decided to take a ride around the neighborhood and have a look at the curbs.  

I found a new in the box Electric Smoker.  Brand new, never used.  Not sure if we will use it or not, but I know I can throw it on Craigslist.  

The chairs were stacked on top of each other right by the curb so I knew they were in the trash.  But, there was a lady out watering her plants (in her nightgown, I must add!) so I didn't stop.  I went around the block many, many times, but she was still out there.  Finally, I just got my nerve up and asked her - "Are those chairs in the trash?"  "Oh sure she said.  Take them!  I think I saw you drive past a couple of times.  You should have just asked then"  I told her that I love going out looking for curb finds but then I get chicken to actually grab stuff.  She said, "Well, if it makes you feel any better - I found them on the curb myself but never got around to fixing them up."   They are in good shape, just need to be painted and recover the seats.  I'm going to paint them a pretty Robin's egg Blue and cover the seat with an old cutter tablecloth I have.  The curly Q things on the top come off - one is already missing, so I will just take the other three off.  I think I have some interesting cork bottle stoppers that will fit in there to give them a little pizzazz!  Off to the booth they will go and we will see what happens.  Wish me luck!


  1. I too wonder why Pickers pass up smalls. It drives me nuts when they say..."I just bought this (giant) sign for $50. I think I can get $80. Big deal! I just bought this vintage pin (that fits in my palm) for $1. I can get $50! Big stuff is great if you have a pickup truck and storage space. But I love smalls!

  2. I get told from time to time by well-meaning souls that I need to carry more furniture in my booths, because "that's where the money is." Thing is, furniture is no where near as fun to sell as smalls are. My sales in smalls equal a lot of the "bigs" sellers through volume and on slow days, a furniture seller won't move anything, but I will. Smalls rock!

  3. I think you already have smalls pretty well covered. I like your thinking here with the bigger stuff, especially since the mall owner is letting you display some "bigs" without having to pay for another booth. I've been reading about lamps and lighting recently, probably some money to be made there, and all the better if you don't have to ship it.

  4. I'm a fan of smalls also. I just don't sell them like a should so they are piling up...whoops! Hugs, Linda

  5. I bet Frank and Mike buy smalls too but we don't get to see what they buy. They couldn't possibly have two stores without a whole lot of smalls to fill in the gaps. You can't have tables and china cabinets with absolutely nothing to put in or on them. Now, who wants to corner the market on smalls with me?

  6. Have no way to store big stuff so I just keep walking when I see it. Small stuff is the way to go! Love the lamp.

  7. I love the lamp. It reminds me of one I had many years ago, no idea what happened to it. Big things are fine if you have the room and time to deal with them, but the smalls were always our "bread and butter" when we sold on eBay.


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