Better than a Weeble.

People collect lots of things. I was never a big collector, at least not one who collected anything of great value. Until recently I had nothing that would constitute a collection except for my set of Smurfs that I faithfully collected with my grandmother throughout my entire childhood. They still sit up in the attic in my Snoopy suitcase waiting for a human to appreciate them as I did.  If my Smurf collection still sits up in my attic, can you imagine the treasures that lay in the shadows of the eves of so many of our homes? Priceless treasures abound! About a year ago, I was in a dollar store and a little plastic solar flower caught my eye. Its cute little white flower rocked back and forth on a hidden pendulum. In an instant, I was in love. Excitedly, I purchased one and brought it home to my husband. For a guy that endures many days seeing no daylight in the hospital, he was immediately enamored by it.  Who says that everything made in China has no value? The plastic flower would happily rock back and forth even during the lackluster winter days transforming a day from blah to voila! Now, whenever I found myself trapped in a dollar store (usually with my kids buying candy), my eye scouts the place for more solar wobblers.  In my recent travels, I have come across a hula girl and a snowman.  They say opposites attract and I put them together for the perfect juxtaposition that they are. Each morning as the sun reaches a certain angle, my collection starts dancing and waving like their saying, “Hey everyone life is really great, lets party!" Just yesterday, I found a solar monkey that waves a banana; soon to be my husband’s Valentine gift. One can never say a collection is complete, but these little oddities make life feel like it is.