1. Grandma Bybee. My grandmother passed away yesterday morning. It wasn't a surprise almost all her children and her husband were there with her. Her health has been declining for some time- and so its nice to know that she is now at peace. She was a great woman. Mother of five. Faithful wife and mother who often said "All I've ever wanted was a faithful priesthood holder and to raise my children with the gospel" and she did that. She had great talent for making memories. Choosing to set traditions of camping at Lake Tahoe, always having swedish fish for grandkids and pennies for her candy machine. I'll remember her collection of clocks and birds. Her love for artichokes and fresh vegetables/fruits from my grandfather's amazing gardens. She left a great legacy.
2. Dinner out with my sister. Karina came and watched the boys while I went and looked at the house. Jake went to the BYU basketball game with Lou- and so Karina and I went out for dinner (with the boys). It was fun to chat with her.
3. Crazy Polygamist house. Apparently the seller of our dream home thinks that if she holds out she'll make more money on her home- and so she didn't accept our best offer. I'm bummed- but okay with it. We've said all along if things are supposed to work out they will. Since we still have the offer on our house though- we figured we'd better look at the market again and decide if there's another home we want to make the jump for, or decline the offer, take our house off the market and stay where we're at a while longer. I was checking the listings and found a home in our same dream neighborhood, with great square footage for a crazy low price. We found out they're selling it short- and so figured it was a fixer upper- but thought that might be fun. When we went and checked it out though... this place was crazy, creepy! It had three kitchens and all sorts of tiny rooms and bathrooms. I felt like a mouse going through a maze walking through it. It was kinda divided into three apartments, but kinda connected. The outside was decent- but it looked like they put the inside together from things found in a scrap yard. It had mismatched wood, carpet and floor coverings throughout. Seriously the only thing we could guess was that it was a polygamist house! I thought they stayed in their little communities- I wouldn't have thought they'd build a home in a nice Orem neighborhood. The only reason its on my thanks list is because its a fun story. I'm sure some investor will go in there and make a killing because the house is priced less than lots in that area- but it was all a little too creepy and way too much work for us to consider.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
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That is hilarious. Gotta love the polygs. They fascinate me. Have you ever driven through Colorado City? What an experience that is.
It was nice to see your thoughts on grandma. I didn't know her nearly as long as you did, but I am glad I did get to know her. I am sorry I won't be to the funeral, but you'll get a chance to see Aaron ... he's there.
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