My cuppa: peppermint tea
The mother of the clutter-bound family in question loves monkeys. Stuffed monkeys, ceramic monkeys, monkey whatnots of all sorts overran their house, and the youngest of her three live monkeys (which thankfully all wear diapers) sleeps in the bed she shares with her husband (who, along with his son, had tool issues).
I love my "Clean House," but this skeeved me out, mostly because I don't love primates — and that goes for monkeys, apes and lemurs (OK, some lemurs are marginally cute, as long as they're WAY over there). I make an exception for snow monkeys. You gotta love a monkey that sits in a hot tub.
Before you think I just don't like critters, I'll take a dog, a cat, a horse (I'll REALLY take a horse), a hamster, a mouse or the hummingbirds on my balcony any day, but no primates.
And, BTW ,the fact that regular go-to guy Matt Iseman was not in St. Louis DOES NOT mean he's leaving the show. Iseman does a show on Versus called "Sports Soup," and production for that kept him close to home (as you already knew if you saw this earlier "Clean House" post).
Iseman was also on hand for a "Clean House" yard sale that took place this past Saturday at a church in in Northridge, Calif. I got an alert about the sale from a "CH" Facebook page, and since I was picking up a friend in Northridge that morning to go for lunch and Father's Day shopping at the Reagan Presidential Library in nearby Simi Valley, we decided to make a detour.
On the one hand, I was glad I did. On the other hand…
I didn't cross paths with Iseman that morning — in a text later on, he said he spotted me but was pulled away to do some filming — but I did see my favorite TV designer, Mark Brunetz.
Since the sale in question was for Nash herself, and for her mother, the "CH" staff decked themselves out Niecy-style. Really sorry I missed Iseman's getup, but I did grab a picture of Brunetz, wig, flower and all…
And here's Miss Niecy doing some wheeling and dealing…
Speaking of wheeling and dealing, before I said hello to anyone, my friend and I decided to check out the merchandise. I saw a cute, brand-new bag on a heap of purses (one contained a check register, which my friend found and handed over for safekeeping). which still had plastic on the handles and paper stuffed in it. One of the lovely church ladies told me that they were asking $45 — so I offered her $20, and she took it.
Always nice to have a cute but inexpensive purse to take to lunch, I thought. This is my purchase.
Click here to see what I found out when I Googled the designer's name. I'm a lucky girl.
But the universe balanced the scales a few minutes later. While I was talking to Brunetz under a tent, I managed to turn the wrong way, and my cute new purse smashed a glass vase. Of course, the cameraman rushed over, Brunetz started talking, I mugged for the camera, and now I'll probably wind up on television (something I ardently avoid).
It wasn't even that good of a hair day. Ah, well.