Friday, August 7, 2009

Haunted Mansion?

Recently, I have been obsessed with finding my brother and sister-in-law a house. I have looked up and down the streets of Springville, Mapleton, Provo and Spanish Fork. I have spent hours and hours doing online research for them.

Well, yesterday, I thought I found it. While I was supposed to be watching Jake try out for football, I wandered off instead in search of the ultimate perfect house for my inlaws. As I rounded the corner of the most beautiful ridge in Springville/Mapleton. I saw a sign in one average looking yard of one average looking home. I thought to myself, well it's not much to look at, but I better take a closer look anyway. So I got out of my car and snooped around to the back of the house, like I pretty much do at every house I see. But this one was different. I rounded my way to the back yard where I first saw a small little studio house with the cutest little porch and pergola and a cobble stone walkway. Then I SAW IT, a full sized tennis court with two basketball hoops on the ends in a magnificent enclosure. AND as if that were not magical enough, I found a path behind the studio house that curved it's way down the hill side and ended right at a river. AND as if THAT were not enough, directly across the river, was a beautiful park and walking path. WOW!!!!!!!!

So, I ran home to tell anybody who would listen about my amazing finding. (My hub picked up my son from football, just in case you thought I forgot about him.) Then the rest of the night, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Be patient, the scary part is coming. When I went to bed that night, I was channel surfing and ended up watching The SKELETON KEY as I fell asleep. Keep in mind that although I am a fairly old, middle aged woman on the outside; on the inside I am still the very scared of the dark young girl that grew up in a haunted Minnesota mansion. This did not bode well for my dreams that night. I had horrific nightmares about that little insignificant house with the beautiful tennis court. I woke up with images I probably shouldn't even tell you, just like I did every night of my childhood as I dreamt about the ghosts in my house.

So, perfect or not, I just don't think I could ever stay past dark at my SIL's if she bought this house. (unless, of course, the ghosts also play tennis)

1 comment:

The Crash Test Dummy said...

wait a minute! What?! This house is haunted too? Our perfect dream home? Did you not say you were going to BUY this house right now and then give us your house for free?

Am I going to hear phantom tennis balls on the court in the middle of the night?

Your verifier says dollatia. Is this one of those houses where the dolls come to life?