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.
*Those are my Great Grandparents up there. My Great Grandma was the original Martha Stewart. She threw a great party and decorated for every holiday. I want to be her when I grow up. Oh wait! I am!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

The Week in Junk - Family Edition

So, you worried about me after that last post, eh?  I am fine - hell has not frozen over, I am still alive, it is not the end of the world and sadly, I did not win the lottery.  The truth is - I just wasn't feeling it the weekend.  Does that make sense?  Friday I did stop at one sale.  I got out of the car and walked about five steps and for some reason, I just turned around and got in the car and left.  There was just a vibe there that didn't' feel good to me.  Not just the junk, but the whole place.  I don't know why - I have been to some downright scary places all by myself way up on top of hillbilly mountain.  This was in town at a house with a family.  But, I just didn't think it felt like a hospitable place.  So, I left.  And I didn't go to anymore.  Part of the reason that I didn't do any others is that I seem to have hurt my MCL in my knee and I have a lot of trouble getting in and out of the car and walking.  All three of those things are kind of important!

Lest you think I have been without junk all week - well you are WRONG.


Wednesday we drove to the next big town over.  I dropped the boys off at the $3.00 Matinee to see Spiderman #346.  Okay, maybe it is just Spiderman 2.  Who cares, right?  The point is that I had THREE hours to go thrifting all by myself!  The bad news is that I had a strict $20.00 budget.  No, I can do a lot of damage at a yard sale with $20.00.  But, thrifts cost more.  So, I had to only get the GOOD STUFF.  I ended up buying everything that intrigued me and I only went $1.00 over my budget (But that's because I got hungry and had to grab a bag of Doritos...).

On the way to the thrifts I spotted a Wednesday yard sale which is just weird.  But the temperatures are awesome right now and the lady decided to just go with it.  I bought several things.  Almost all of which I have failed to photograph - what's the fun in that?  Sorry.

I did get this full box of vintage spun cotton doves.  They are on ebay right now.

 First thrift store netted a pile of books since ALL books were 5/$1.00 that day instead of their usual $2.00-$5.00 Each.  I bought then that looked interesting.  Three were Reader's Digest books that I gutted (ouch), one is a cookbook for The Bean and one is on ebay right now.  The rest already went to Goodwill.

Second thrift is my favorite LOL (Little Old lady) thrift.  In the back, I found a Rubbermaid tub with huge backs of fabric scraps.  I dug in there and found a gallon Ziploc bag crammed FULL of vintage feedsack scraps - the cute ones with kids and animals on them - for TWENTY FIVE CENTS!  I bought a 50¢ bag that had a handful of vintage mixed in with polyester and an HUGE bag cull of all polyester with one full feedsack inside it for $1.50.  When I checked out, the (LOL) lady told me that quilt scraps were half price, so I paid, $1.25 for it all.  She said, "I just don't know how to ring up half of 25¢": so I told her full price was fine.  She clutched her heart like I was the nicest person ever for giving her that extra 12.5¢.  I kept the good stuff and released the polyester back to Goodwill.

Third stop  - NOTHING.

Last stop was Goodwill across the street from the movies.  When I walked in, I heard laughter and immediately knew it was Amy Duggar.  I've never been to that particular thrift without seeing a Duggar or nine.  This was my first Amy sighting though.  

I bought this Ouija board.  The Bean said, "Get it out of here" as soon as he saw it and most of the people on Instagram agreed.  So, it is on ebay too.  

My find of the day was this:
Shawnee planter/candy dish with an adorable bluebird on it.  
It was only $3.00 - SUCH a deal!  
(That looks like a chip in the photo - but it's not, I promise!)

Friday after I worked in my booth, I looked at the new booth right beside mine.  For some unknown reason to me, they have priced almost everything in their booth 50¢.  It is going to take a lot of sales to make their $52.00 rent!  Yowza!  I bought a few things even though I can't resell them in my own booth (it's not really a rule, but it's frowned upon).  
Sweet little JAPAN pincushion girl.

Two JAPAN doggie ashtrays.
Sweet, sweet, sweet JAPAN doggie ashtray.  
It's so darn cute I just might start smoking!  

Saturday I had family to meet for lunch, so I skipped junking all together.  
But, when I saw my Aunt, she handed me a huge box chock full of vintage Christmas ornaments!  Shiny Brites, a spun head, a vintage ornament hanger box, German glitter boots and a lot of other great stuff.  Isn't that a great kind of family to have - the ones that "get" your junking????
Thanks Aunt Dorothy!

**Booth News:  I had a message today that one couple came in looking for vintage items for their apartment and they bought $98.00 worth of things from MY booth!  They money is great - but I get stoked when people like the things I sell!  Old framed advertisements, vintage flash cares, old school posters, etc.  That stuff makes me happy and I love it when someone loves it too.  Plus, $98.00!  Woot!

Saturday, July 19, 2014


I did not go to any yard sales this weekend.

I repeat. I did NOT go to any yard sales this weekend.

That is all.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

The Weekend in Junk - It Was Meant to Be

Friday and Saturday I decided to go to a few sales, but I didn't get started until after noon on either day.  I know I am a disgrace to "real" yard salers.  But, I always find things that make me happy and things to sell, so it's all good.  By the way, I don't sleep until noon or anything.  I'm just not a get up and go kind of gal.  I get busy with laundry and paying bills and checking emails and before i know it it's noon.

I finally wised up and took my pictures in the groups as I bought them since I usually have something fascinating or wildly entertaining to say about each and every thing I buy.  HA-HA-HA-HA-HA

Well, except for this photo - I instagrammed the Rusty and Crusty things yesterday and threw them all in one photo together.

The stool came from a "50 years in one house" sale.  The seed planter, two metal boxes and the croquet set (no balls) are all from a Shed Clean Out sale.  The boxes will go to the booth, the croquet set will be re-purposed or sold in pieces at the next Junk Barn Sale.  The stool will be for my behind when I do my next sale.  I never sit down and then I am wrecked for about four days.  So now I can perch and still look at the ready.  (Don't you hate it when sellers just sit?)  The bicycle wheel came from a one sale and it was my only purchase.  

Have you seen them turned into photo displays?  This is my plan, but we'll see.

Here is the seed planter in it's original shape - D-I-R-TY.  I love the way it says the names of all the veggies all around it.  You put the seeds inside the red doohicky then dial up what you are plating, say PARSNIPS and then it drops a seed every so often based on the proper planting rules for said vegetable. It's a SMARTYPANTS.  I think it looks like a flower, so I think I will stick it in the flowerbed somewhere.  

I stopped at a huge fundraiser and spotted a pile of 1980's Care Bears on the ground.  I asked how much and they told me about a dollar each, but if I bought several, they would make me a deal.  I said, "What about all of them?"  We counted and found there were nineteen in all.  She said, "How about $14.00?" then in the same breath she said, "or $12.00?" and then she looked in my hand and saw a $10.00 bill, grabbed it and said, "that'll work."  I brought them home, threw them in the washing machine and held my breath.  But they all came out fine - they mostly had a little surface dirt from being in storage for 30 years.  Last night we watched World War Z and I listed all the CareBears on ebay.  (ZOMBIES!)

I stopped at one sale and it turned out to be the family of my adopted family.  I didn't acquire anything that belonged to Bill and Margie, but I found a couple of things.  The Fenton praying children will go on ebay - does anyone know what you call that weird greenish glass?  Is it Vaseline?  (Ottermom - I know you know!).  I spotted that tiny BABY collar in a baggie with old nail clippers, phone chargers and kitchen utensils.  I thought it looked old, so I pulled it out.  It is handmade, mother of pearl button and so delicately embroidered B-A-B-Y.  So, so sweet.  I am happy that I rescued it.  "You can have that old thing" she told me.  Which made me happy.  And sort of sad too.

Early in the week there was an ad for this sale:

HUGE Garage Sale - almost 50 years in same house

Now that sounded like a GOOD sale and it was all of four minutes from my house.  It was a no brainer that I would go to it first!  I got the Cosco stool from the first photo and ALL OF THIS........
That's IT.  They had nothing.  And if you are thinking that is because I got there late on the first day - you are WRONG.  Lara hit it bright and early and they had NOTHING.  She got a few rolls of uber sweet wallpaper, but that was IT.  She had to drive a lot farther than four minutes to get there too.  I do love the pottery and the old ruler though.  The wooden/ lucite horse pin will go on ebay, the tin will hold crafty junk, the ruler will go in my collection.  The pottery is undecided.

They had this old TV set that I loved, but I didn't even bother to ask the price of it.  Wouldn't it be a fun thing to take apart and repurpose?  I just have no room for any more projects.  *sniff.

I swung by the SCT since I was driving past.  They were decidedly low on merchandise and especially low on anything COOL.  One good thing is that they are putting Christmas stuff out, but so far it is all new-ish Made in China junk.  But the possibility of something good awaits.  I bought the old camp stove toaster, heavy duty industrial stapler, the set of colorful vintage fondue forks and a Minion (not shown) all for $2.00. You may not get much there, but what you DO get will be Super Cheap!  :)

This brings me to the Shed Clean Out sale.  The guy having this sale works for the local auction company. When people start to lose interest in box lots or piles of stuff, he says, "put it on my tab" and he gets it for a dollar or so.  He takes it home and puts it in his shed.  When the shed is full - he has a sale.  I stopped by Friday and got a pile of stuff and he told me to come back the next day since he hadn't even started cleaning out the shed.  So, I went back on Saturday too.  

Everything he has is small and very cheap.  You pretty much gather up anything and he will throw this really low price at you and then say, "Or is that too much?"  I got everything you see here plus what is in the next two photos, plus the croquet set, the seed planter and the two metal boxes for FIVE DOLLARS.  

Saturday I spotted an old box shoved under a table with writing on it:
I picked the whole ting up, never opened it - and put it on my pile.  

What I found when I got home made me SO HAPPY.  Look at all those chenille critters and that huge - albeit scary - rabbit candy container, plastic baskets, vintage Easter Grass and a few other odds and ends.  

THOSE BUNNIES.  O M G.  They feel like a real baby bunny.  

As I was leaving, Amy, the brains behind the Farm Fresh Sale, was arriving.  She saw that box marked Easter and said she had seen it at the auction where he got it and had thought about bidding on it for me.  But she didn't and it went away to his shed where I found it and bought it.  WEIRD, right?  As she said, "It was meant to be".

Stuck inside the Easter box was this wee trick or treat pumpkin.  It is about the size of a grapefruit.  The black cat candy container was inside the pumpkin.  He's missing a cap of some sort, but he's still cute to me.  If I only bought perfect things, I would have NOTHING.  

I spotted a box of wrapping paper on the ground - inside it was a plastic bag full of old bows - but peeking out at me from a bow was this:
So, of course, the entire box. lock. stock and barrel went in my pile.  98% of it went in the trash or to Goodwill - but the spun head bow was worth it all.
As well as a few packs of fun old wrapping paper.  

A handful of old metal cookie cutters for crafting, scrap of lovely old feedsack and a handmade turtle shell.  It's made of clay and very well done.   The CANDY jar was full of peppermint sticks and everyone was saying - "Ew gross -old candy" and I was thinking - "Hey cool - neat jar."  You can throw away the candy, don'tcha know? 

These old plastic flowers were in a box and when I spotted them. I heaved the box up to my chest and wrapped my arms around it so no one would come and steal them from me and yell "OLD PLASTIC FLOWERS - JUST WHAT I HAVE BEEN WANTING!"  Of course, you know that no one else had given them a second look all day, but when you find something GREAT you are excited.  :)  I hate silk flowers and fake plants.  But these old plastic ones make my heart sing.  


More heart palpitations.  I love old candy boxes for storing my craft supplies - the GOLD CHEST is a new to me box- vintage Jingle Bells make the BEST jingles (Am I right, Heidi?), a tiny kneehugger and a rock painted (very well) like a rabbit.

There she is again! 
"Do you see me?"

Old Jello molds for crafting, glass Stars and Stripes toothpicker, vintage rickrack that I can NEVER leave behind, teapot salt and pepper shakers, lots of old rub on transfer letters from my journalism days, a huge box of stick on labels for sticking on things and a box of Lambs Nipples.  Yes, I said LAMBS NIPPLES.  I will buy anything in a box lot.  Point PROVEN.

Old receipt books and "While You Were Out" pages for ephemeral packs, a Guest Plaque, vintage SALVE tins and a huge bunch of crocheted flowers.  Crocheted flowers do not make me giddy.  At all.  To the booth!

My little pile of keepers and happiness makers.  Plus the Easter stuff - of course.  

It was a cheap and very happy junk filled weekend!  
It there anything better?

Wednesday, July 09, 2014

A Story for You

When my Dad was twenty years old, he had a couple of friends that were brothers - Frankand Dan Carney.  My dad lived in Topeka, and they went to school in Witchita.  The brothers had this idea to open a pizzeria.  Back then, Pizza was a relatively new thing to the US.  They were looking for people to throw money in the hat and become partners.  They offered my Dad a slice of the pizza pie for $100.00.  Back in 1958, $100.00 was a lot of money compounded with not knowing if anyone would actually want to eat pizza, made my dad decline their offer.

Yup.  I could have been the PIZZA HUT HEIRESS.

Cry with me, won't you?

*This is a real honest to goodness story.

Monday, July 07, 2014


On June 20th, I stopped by the Salvation Army.  I spotted a nice old honeycomb Uncle Sam hat sitting on a shelf in the vestibule.  I inquired about the price and was told it was NFS.  NOT FOR SALE.  Boooooo. Actually she said it was, "Not for sale.  Yet.  But it will be eventually."  So, I snapped a photo of it, slapped it on Instagram and everyone felt my pain for the NFS story.  

July 2nd, Lara mentions to me that the Uncle Sam hat is still at the Salvation army.  I decided to go the next day since it is almost the 4th and they will surely want it GONE at that point.  But, I also know how they are about "antiques" and "vintage" so I still might not be able to swing it even if they DO say it is finally FOR SALE.  

I go and there it is, exactly where it sat on June 20th.  I pick it up, fold it flat and take it to the register to ask for a price.  The man takes it to the back and returns to say, "It's a dollar.  We need to get rid of it since it's the 4th."  UH, YEAH YOU DO!

And that is what you call persistence when it comes to buying junk.

Or maybe it is just a mental condition. 

Who knows?

Who cares!

I tip my hat to you!

Sunday, July 06, 2014

Christmas on the 4th of July

On the 4th, The Breadman was in a state of decomposing on the couch.  1:00 in the afternoon, still in the clothes he slept in, slumped down on the couch with hair askew and half asleep.  I said, "I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!"  So, I headed out to to the booth to straighten up and take a few things out.  (***The Breadman has worked 60 hours in four days so he has every right to be tired and sit on the couch.  But, the slouching and PJ's are just TOO MUCH for me.  Thankyouverymuch.***)

After I worked in the booth and I was headed home, I spotted a BIG YARD SALE sign, so I followed it.  It was a holiday and late in the afternoon, but I thought I might find some little thing to make it worthwhile.  When I got to the sale BAM there were boxes upon boxes of stuff everywhere with a shed standing open with even MORE boxes in it.  But, just because you see lots of STUFF doesn't mean it is GOOD stuff, so I held my excitement in.  But, you know what?  It was good stuff.  Good old stuff without prices.  Screech.  No prices.  Hmmmm.  Did this mean high prices or low prices?  Did they need to analyze each item or was I going to get a box lot price?  You just never know, so I asked about one item to get a feel for it.  I spotted a chenille bedspread in a trash bag.  I decided to ask about it - the lady said, "Well, would you give me a dollar for it?"  Hellzya!  :)  That kind of let me know it would be affordable, but not entirely sure how affordable.  I grabbed a box and started loading up.  I was the only one at the sale, so it was nice not being concerned about what is over there or what did that guy just pick up?????

So, on to what I did buy and what I did pay for it.  When I sat down my box for the lady to start sorting, she picked up a vintage box with a babies gown in it and said, "You might not want pay what I want for this - I want ten dollars for it."  I told her I would see what my total was at the the end and decide then (that's my nice way of saying HELL NO).  Her husband looked at it and said, "It don't look like it's worth a quarter to me" and she almost killed him with a dirty look.  *snicker!  Anyway, that made me nervous about the prices on everything else I had found.  She picked up a small box of old tiny Shiny Brites, some spun cotton santas and a few other vintage Christmas things and said, "That'll be 50¢ for that box".  That's when I knew I was in business.  Yippeeee.  She stuck that baby gown under her chair, so I think she really had just meant not to out it on the table for sale.


Like I said - on to what I did buy!

I spotted the small handmade basket first, but thought it might be pricey.  Wrong.  TEN CENTS.  Then I found the one that is in the process of being made and grabbed it for TEN CENTS too.  I think it's interesting to see how they are put together.  Maybe I can think of a project for it.  

Fun little things are my favorites to dig out of boxes. 
Each one of these little pots was in it's own little box marked EDNA and MARJEAN.  I didn't even look to see what was in them, I just bought them.  Turns out the flowers are picks for cheese or fruit.  Adorable.  
Cat bubble bath bottle, a fun old plastic truck, wooden handled cheese sliver, a great vintage scoop - I like to keep these in my sugar/flour canisters - three fun old metal candy tins and a plastic piggy bank from Dillon's Grocery Store.
The old drop cloth was originally 11¢.  Love the graphics on the package.  I think the rabbit head went in one of those plastic tubes that was filled with candy and junk.  Kind of like the M&M tubes they sell at the holidays now.  The fun old metal lids are from Onion Dip, Sour Cream and Mince Meat.  Hiland Onion Dip is still a staple at our house.  Mince Meat - not so much.

A fun old baby bottle bag.  Heat the bottle and take it with you.  

 All these hankies and towels were folded up in a neat little pile.  Love the scotty dog towel.

This stern lady potholder will go in my collection.
As I unfolded the hankies, I found a note or a gift tag inside each one saying who the hankie was from and what year they received it.  I wonder why everyone always gave this lady a hankie?  Did she collect them? Was she known all over town as "the lady with the runny nose?"  These are the questions I ask myself.  

All of this stuff is great, but here is why my day was made:
********on the 4th of July! *******

Great old heavy honeycomb bell, a nativity in the vintage box, ceramic head angel, TWO spun head Santa's, a wee little spun head Santa and a spun head angel.  

The Nativity, a box of wee plastic clothespins, three spun head angels and a wonderful vintage NOMA Tree topper.
A box of Shiny Brites - not in the most perfect shape, but not in terrible shape either.  A wee box of wee ornaments - one of my favorite things to find, plus a fat handful of loose tiny ornaments.  

There are a few designs I have never seen before - like the aqua candles and the one with stars.  Don't they look like little delicious candies?

An ornament hanger box for my collection, a fun foil box and a foil star.  When I saw this star, I remembered that we always made a simple foil star for our tree.  I don't know why I never remembered that until now!

A kneehugger.  
Evil little chap, isn't he?  The lady said, "I thought he was cute, but my daughter said he was ugly."  A little bit of both makes him perfect to me.
I looked at these plastic ornaments three times before I realized they were the kind you put little scenes inside.  A handful of red Shiny Brites and some little baskets that were labeled "Nut cups for Bridge".  

My favorite find are these little plastic candles - mostly because I have never seen anything like them before. The tubes had little hard round candy balls in them.  There are still a few in there.  Each candle has a name tag on it.  You just don't see the name "Elza" nowadays much, now do you?

A yard sale on a holiday with vintage Christmas to boot.  

It was a GOOD DAY!

Hope yours was good too!

Thursday, July 03, 2014

I Love A Parade

It just occurred to me that we really do more actual celebrating of the 4th of July than we do any other holiday.  We usually hit two parades and at least two firework shows.  This year we are only doing one parade, but have the possibility of three firework shows.  

Yesterday was the Rodeo of the Ozarks Parade.  It's the beginning of the Rodeo of the Ozarks and a tradition I have only missed two times since 1973.  I used to go with my parents when I was a kid.  We would sit on the corner of the Chamber of Commerce and all the dignitaries would ride part of the parade route, then their cars would stop at the Chamber and they would unload and sit in these tiny little bleachers known as the "Grandstands".  We sat on the curb right where the big wigs stepped up to make their way to the Grandstands.  I, being a cute little girl like politicians love, would get patted on the shoulder and said, "Why hello, little one!" and have my hand shaken as they made their way past.  For more years than I can remember, the main one to do this was Bill Clinton.  At that time, it wasn't unusual to see him riding around town in his little red convertible.  He often came out to the lake where we lived and visited his friends the Tyson family (of Tyson Chicken).  He would toot his horn as he went by as we were nearly always in the driveway - me skating or riding my bike.  As the years went by, his political career got bigger and bigger, but he still came out to the lake to visit.  No more in his little red convertible., but in the Presidential Motorcade complete with Secret Service Agents that stopped by the house and requested me pull our cars up closer to the house to prevent shooters from hiding behind them near the street.  Reality check  - no more small town America!  I met him later in life when he was the President too.  But, that is a story for another day.  

So, back to the Parade.  Since it is a political year - it was cram packed with politicians.  There was also a new highway being dedicated last night, so it was a two-fer for them.  They were in the parade, then opened the new road. 

Since it is the Rodeo Parade - you can image there are horses involved.  

Ropers on horses.

Tiny tots on horses.
(It took me the longest time to figure out that that hair is part the ladies and part the pony's tail.)

Rodeo Queens on horses.

For some reason, this horse turned and looked straight at me.  
The Bean laughed and said, "That horse stuck it's tongue out at you!"  
I thought he was kidding.
But look!  That darned house DID stick it's tongue out at me.  :(

The stagecoach is always there.  More horses, of course.  

You know what comes with horses?

Politicians watching their step, that's what.  
This is Asa Hutchinson.  
He's running for Governor and he's the first politician I have ever seen that WALKED.  
So, good for him!  
(Except for the horse poo, of course.)

If you have a horse, you can come ride in the parade.  

And hundreds and hundreds of people do just that.  
There are things other than horses, of courses.  :D
Vintage police cars.

Vintage fire trucks.

New big fire trucks that blast their horns and sirens.  That's the only part I hate.
And, the horse poo, of course.

Flags of the Rodeo sponsors.

Homemade floats.  People passing out candy.  I was there with my 18 year old son and my 75 year old father, yet we managed to score a full gallon size bag of candy.  They were giving ups huge handfuls.  Who am I to tell them "NO"?

Ronald McDonald.  
We have the worst Ronald McDonald.  
He's like 17 years old.  
It's just weird.  
The flags at the beginning.  We stood with our hands on our hearts.  
All those people over there could learn a little something about patriotism.  
Thank you very much.  

Tonight is Firework show #1.  
Hope you all have a wonderful and safe 4th!

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