Well, this week we had a sick kid in tow, so we didn’t spend a lot of time looking for the evil that lurks at our local thrifts. We did find a little number that will join the Holiday Review, so look for that later.
First up is a … er… thingie. Honestly, I’m not sure what to call it.
It looks like it might have a base of basalt, but it’s just some sort of plastic, petrified wood, resin, we just weren’t sure. The boring, uninteresting, blah flowers are scattered all over it, and not in an artistic way. Another strike against this thing is its size, about 8-10 inches tall and maybe a foot long. Those aren’t Hot Wheels visible in the picture, but some model cars that someone probably built. The only thing on it that was redeemable was the umbrella. It was really well made, very intricate on the inside, and appeared to be vintage, but not worth $5.99 and the effort it would take to wrestle it out of this … thingie.
The next item could have been fun, except it failed in execution. I have a friend that talks frequently about monkeys. If I wanted to lose his friendship, all I would have to do is buy him this monkey.
I’m sorry, you need to see a close-up picture to get the full horror, and a better idea of its color and size:
For the last item, we couldn’t resist. They hadn’t been bought yet, so we moved them next to each other. These pictures had to belong to the same person; there couldn’t be two people who thought “I have to hang this in my house”, there just couldn’t! At least we hope not!
After taking this picture, the following Peaches & Herb song kept running through my head:
Reunited, ’cause we understood
There’s one perfect fit
And, sugar, this one is it
We both are so excited
‘Cause we’re reunited
Well, that’s all for this week’s installment. As always, please let us know what you think of our “finds” or show us pictures of yours. Ugly, horrible what were they thinking (W.W.T.T.) finds, that is ALL we want to see pictures of. At least one of us is a respectable middle-aged lady. ;- )
Speak for yourself. I personally am a spring chicken! (How else do you explain those flaps of skin blowing in the breeze, I know…. don’t go there!)