Showing posts with label fun funds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fun funds. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Someone's Happy!

Yes.  Yes, she is.



I saw this at the Peddlers Mall a couple of weeks ago.  I've been saving it for this fill in while I'm on vacation week.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Sometimes....

....You just gotta buy a shark!

Theme Music!

It's made of fiberglass and is pretty hefty.  It was also a helluva deal.  I'm gonna walk away from that?  Not this oddball junker-boy!

No need to worry, however.  I have no intentions of jumping it.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

HAPPY!

To make up for yesterday's downer post, here are some things that made me happy yesterday.

Fun Sea Horses!

This one's for Laurie!

A Hulk Head Basket!

Works for Halloween or Easter!

A Cute Thor Pillow!

Thor Pillow, Not Throw Pillow!


A Little Rickshaw Scene!

I especially love the guy trailing behind.

A Fabulous Holy Water Font!


Seriously.  Look at that face!

These Fun Casper Toys!

BOO!

It's not all bad!  It's just that the stressors are coming on a bit strong right now.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Uhm...Do No Evil?

Sometimes, I miss out on a cool find, but it ends up at home anyway.  Keith typically goes yard saling with me, although he doesn't check out every sale on my list.  Still, he buys his fair share of stuff.

I have to kind of keep an eye on him, because he'll dredge up some purely awful stuff sometimes and be convinced he has to have it.  (Nose hair trimmer, anyone?)  Then, it will sit around in a box or bag for about six months, until he finally gets around to putting things away.  At this point, he'll look at it, say "What was I thinking?" and hand it off to me to put in a booth!  Problem is, I don't want to sell nose hair trimmers!

In fairness, he does sometimes find some killer item that I have passed by and bring it to my attention.  Usually, though, I have to divide my time between watching him and, well, working. 

He unpacked one of his boxes recently, and made me totally jealous in the process.  This awesome thing is now overlooking the computer desk where I type these words.



Take a real close look.  Aren't there traditionally only three monkeys?  Who's that guy on the end?


And what's he keeping from performing evil deeds?

Hmmmmm?

Gotta love it!  (Even if I didn't see it first!)