The first time we went house hunting, it was in a "historic" part of the city (Historic, meaning "run down") because that was the only type of house we had a chance at affording. One of the very first houses we made an offer on had four doors leading into an 800 sq ft dwelling. None of the doors could said with any amount of certainty to be the FRONT door. Apparently, the rooms in the house had been rented to miners who worked all kinds of crazy shifts so they each had their own door. I know this because the city has affixed a plaque to the exterior of the house telling the surprisingly dull story.
But ever since we looked into buying that house, a new question rushes to the foreground of my mind when considering purchasing a house: Does the house come with a plaque? Not many houses do come with a plaque. I think more should.
We finally bought a house and we are slowing making it ours. We've painted all of the bedrooms and yesterday we re-did the hardwood floors in the master bedroom. The house did not come with a plaque but it did come with a flag pole. While we were making our offer on the house, the guys who lived in the house had a "skull and crossbones" flag flying overhead. Our kids were very excited about the flag. My wife said the flag would be the first thing to go when the house became ours.
When the house sold, the guys kept the flag. I told my wife we should have written into the contract that inclusions were: The range, dishwasher and Jolly Roger. We let them take the fridges for crying out loud. They could at least have left us the flag. But I jumped on eBay and bought a couple of flags. My wife says the Jolly Roger can fly until Holloween but she says the larger, brighter Gadsden flag (from colonial times- a rattlesnake on a yellow background that reads Don't Tread On Me) that I bought will NEVER be raised.
We'll see. I have four screeching, whining voices on my side as opposed to my wife's one.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
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Maybe you could get the rattlesnake on a striped background (a later version of the 'Don't Tread on Me' flag) and talk your wife into flying that one.
Or maybe just a big banner with your favorite baseball team on it, that'd be cool.
Or you could let each of your kids design their own flag and fly them switching them around, and in the process of switching them around, you could add your flag...
Design your own flag...that would be cool... Have a flag contest in your family to see who can come up with the best idea.
This comments page looks like an article from "parenting" magazine. But, I have always thought it would be cool to design a flag and hoist it each morning outside my house, perhaps accompanied by a trumpet, or better yet an accordian. Nothing says "come and meet the new neighbors" like an accordian accompanied flag ceremony!
Or a bagpipe... :)
Emmett...let us know off-blog where you live now...my email is my lastnamefirstname@hotmail.com
Oh, and I saw Erik in the mall in Orem and he was with a cute young lady on a date...I feel bad about what happened when he was in Iraq...Do you guys talk to him much?
Hey! I'd love to know where Erik is now. and Joel too. Maybe you could send me that info off blog
hey...Is your new house so "historic" that you use the pony express to send out "Plogs?"
I just want to know who won.
The four whiny kids, or your wife?
Did you like my portmanteau?
Now I'm starting to wonder if Flies Without Wings has gone the way of Fresh Pepper.
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