I received a mysterious box in the mail a few days ago. Barbara, who I lovingly refer to as "Babs, She Who Is Funnier Than Most Anyone In The World" (you have GOT to check out her blog here if you've been living in a cave and don't know about her) had warned me she was sending me something but was having a hard time getting it in the mail, causing me to have no end of wonder as to what it could be. The box arrived and I opened it with every expectation that she had sent me $1,000,000 in a solid gold treasure chest along with an autographed nearly-nude photograph of the hunk who plays Gannicus on "Spartacus: Gods of the Arena".
Aren't I the silly girl?
Here's what she DID send, which is really better than a million bucks or a solid gold treasure box and ALMOST as good as that nearly nude photo.
OK, so what's better than one vintage spunhead clown?
A whole freaking BAG of them! (That THUNK you just heard was Magpie Ethel passing out from envy immediately after muttering, "Curses! So THAT'S what happened to all the clown spunheads!").
Next question: what's better than one little vintage black pipecleaner horsie?
A black horsie, a roan horsie, three palomino horsies AND five pipecleaner cowpokes and 'pokettes! With whips, yet!
Cowpokette Wanda (who is Cowgirl Billie's cousin, obviously) is the gal who rounds up them thar frisky horses and herds them back to the corral. As you can see, they escaped with their saddles still on.
Babs also sent me a huge bag of plastic gee-tars. I'll show you soon what I did with one of them. Now I only have 3,999 more to do something with. Any ideas?
I think this little silver plastic swan held mints at someone's wedding long ago. Right now it looks cute with the plastic quilled flower.
A bag of plastic bells!
Vintage golden fruit!
Vintage "it almost looks real but it's not so don't eat it!" fruit!!
Here's the other coffee pot I was referring to in Saturday's post. I got it at an estate sale and for some reason the previous owner also had three creamers and three sugars. Of course I bought them all.
Love the pattern!
Dad will be having surgery on Wednesday. His ever-present staph infection (part of his clavicle was removed because of it and of course, his lower leg) has found a new home in the tip of the fibula bone. Here's a link if you're interested in learning more about the fibula. I had a nice long conversation with him last night and he's just in amazingly good spirits, which is so important to help with healing. He also said he'd received two more (and probably more since he's been in the hospital) missives from his fan club members and said he'd answer them as soon as he goes home. He's intent on getting out soon because he wants to be in good health for his surprise birthday party on April 16 (his actual birthday is April 6 but the 16th is more convenient).
Again, a big thank you to everyone who joined the GJB Fan Club--it truly means alot to me to know there are some really really really great people out there in Bloglandia. I haven't forgotten about you, Carol R. & ZeeMama--I'll be getting your packages out this week. Anyone else who wants to join the fun?