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, June 19, 2016

It's All Coming Back to Me

I am remembering a few more Junk Ranch stories.  I think the fog is finally lifting from my brain! Whee!

I sold those lucite S & P shakers to a newlywed couple - Samantha and Paul.  
S &P.  
How cute is THAT?

Also - that old jar full of red BINGO markers?  A lady came up with that and I told her that those were old BINGO markers.  "Don't care.  I'll throw those out.  I just want the jar."  It was priced $12 but I said she could have the jar for $8 and I would keep the BINGO markers.  Deal, she said.

A lady bought those old confetti cafeteria trays to feed her grand kids lunch.  She keeps them some days and the girls call it "jail".  "Now they'll have the trays to make it complete", she said,

A lady read my "Bits & Bobs" sign and said, "What on EARTH are Bits and BOOBS?????"

Saturday I put out about three tubs worth of new stuff and I forgot to take photos of the booth once I reworked it.  In those tubs was an old pottery monkey head bottle.  A lady bought it and said, completely out of the blue - "I am going to pour my rum in it and stick a cork in his head" and then she walked away.  

I was helping a shopper carry things to the gate and I left The Bean alone at the table.  A lady came and bought two pinwheels, three little milk bottles and a squeak toy.  She told my twenty year old son, "You sell the CUTEST stuff!"  He said, "Thanks??"  Poor guy, selling squeaky toys in a field by himself. 

Those weren't the greatest stories, but at least I am thinking of some!  I think this particular junk ranch is just like Pam at House of Hawthornes said - It's like childbirth - you forget the bad part after awhile!  I have forgotten the heat and now I am in thinking mode for the October show!  

Hey - be sure to read Lara's rundown of the Junk Ranch too.  Her photography is just THE BEST.

Speaking of Lara, she was nice enough to invite me to bring some junk to her house for a yard sale on Saturday.  We sure do like slinging junk together!  


  1. I do enjoy your stories! It must be fun (a lot of work I know)!! Cool stuff Shara!

  2. Man, I should jump in my car and come out to your yard sale! Oh wait, I'm supposed to be having one myself on Friday :) After reading your recap of the Junk Ranch I think this one was more like giving birth to quads. On a hot day in the sun with everyone watching :)

  3. Hope some more fun stories pop up! These gave me a good laugh.

  4. The stories are what make it all worthwhile. Well, that and the boobs.

  5. OK, here's the title for the book I'm sure you'll be writing some day - "Bits & Boobs: The Adventures of an Arkansas Junk Slinger... and if you don't like the book title, don't you think Bits & Boobs would make a great name for a strip club? :)

  6. Yep - Bits & Bobs are a thing. I bought an acrylic compartmentalized box labeled Bits & Bobs at a yard sale for $2. It was full of colorful vintage bottle caps and some jewelry findings. I love those kind of Bits and Bobs.

    I love the trays story! One of our work conference rooms is actually named "Alcatraz".

  7. Love hearing the stories and happy to hear you are recovering!


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