Tuesday is.....

.......sock monkey day. PSYCHO sock monkey day!

I think his name is Bobo. Apparently he went off his meds quite a while
ago and never quite got back to reality. Currently he spends his days
by the dumpster behind the Whole Foods in Cherry Creek,scaring the
hoity toity trendy socialites ,throwing rotten fruit and moldy
mounds of imported cheeses at anyone who comes near.
I did manage to get close to him one day to draw this likeness
with a bribe of a box of raisins and a half chewed blueberry
fruit leather .

Now when I come by to see him he grunts a jovial greeting in my
general direction. I like to think he knows me enough by now to let
me closer. I hope to be able to befriend him enough to be able to
gain his trust and eventually take him home to join my other fine
sock monkey rescues.

For now I can only help make him comfortable enough to survive
the coming winter blast.
So if you happen to see him around that area, please, give
him a little monkey treat or a sip of your hot chocolate.



music of the day: Tom Waits, 80s rewind fun
food of the day: leftover yesterday
mood of the day; hopeful and alert

Fried day

Without further ado let me introduce you to some very
good, old friends of mine. from left to right
it's "Skunky, Doggie, and of course Pandie".

Cleaning out stuff for the sale I came across my buddies
Now Doggie and Pandie I have had since birth.Well loved for sure
and Skunky, the hand puppet, I believe I got around my 7th birthday or so.
Being the original child I was, I assume the names were
terms of childhood endearment. I believe Pandie was the more
adventurous of the lot, I seem to recall he took a dive
into the toilet bowl one fine morning for a swim, declared he
did NOT like it and only under great duress would he ever venture
to the washing machine for a bath.
Doggie and Pandie are made by GUND..a true testament to the high
quality put into the workmanship . I always say spare no expense
when purchasing plush for children..the HAVE to last the lifetime of
childhood....much trauma avoided to be sure.
They're not to huggable now.. Both posses the crustiness interior
of old stuffing, but will be fully cherished non the less for the rest
of my lifespan indeed.

Skunky has a protruding back wire inside him so when putting your hand
into him there's the danger of a scratch..but hey, he's a skunk, they always
keep you on your toes..I seem to remember he liked tea parties ALOT and
was hooked on biscuits and lemon tea.
He also liked to tease our cats relentlessly.Until Ming Lee ,our Siamese
fought back with a bite to the nose that almost removed it.
Lesson learned.

If you still have your childhood friend, I decree this day to be
"Find it and give it a hug and a thanks day", for its full efforts
to help see you thru the trauma of childhood.

I think my sister still has Cubbie, her little bear buddy, lovingly
wrapped up somewhere in a place of honor.

THANKS LITTLE BUDDIES!

onward:


still pricing, selling, cleaning...lamenting the amount of 'stuff"
I have.... lowering prices even more just to get rid of it,
free up space, and raise some much needed cash....sigh

music of the day: Flogging Molly, to lift the spirits
food of the day: where ever my sister is taking me to lunch
mood of the day: better than yesterday