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Indiana Coincidence, Sarah Vaughan

Friday, August 24th, 2007

Don is back in Chicago for the weekend.  As is his habit, he checked out the house he owned in Munster,* Indiana when we met.  A cute Cape Cod (a “dollhouse” according to the listing) which he and his dad had completely re-done.  (He was having the floors sanded when we met.)  He sold it in 36 hours (with multiple offers) Thanksgiving 1999.  (Those were the days of the booming real estate market, and the beginning of our serial home improvement.)  It’s on the market, and there’s an open house Sunday.  Guess he’ll be going.

Munster, Indiana House Munster, Indiana House (2007)

I’ve looked at the MLS listing, and it doesn’t look like they’ve done anything except tear off the roof and replace it.  (A good thing since it suffered hail damage in about 1998 to the extent that the insurance company paid on it.)  Oh, wait.  They bought a portable dishwasher, too.

  • The whitewashed paneling and ceiling in the basement – Don. 
  • The patio in the backyard – Don. 
  • The wallpaper going up the wall along the stairs – Don. 
  • The refinished hardwood floors – Don.  (The house came with mauve carpet.) 
  • The blue sponge-painted dining room – Don (but remember this was ten+ years ago.) 
  • The “newer tilt-in windows” – Don.
  • The track lighting -Don. 
  • The “beautifully finished wet bar” in the basement – Don. 

The house has appreciated, based on its listing for $199,900, about 50% over the last eight years, while our love has, ahem, increased infinitely.  Yeah, that’s it.

Moving update:  five medium boxes and four small boxes unpacked.  Can’t find the plastic storage stuff (aka, Tupperware, but it isn’t).  Wonder if it is in storage.

Little One story:  We went to a fashion show birthday party last night.  It’s at a high-dollar children’s clothing store.  The kids choose clothes off the rack, get made up (eyeshadow, blush, and lipstick — Maggie called the eyeshadow eyeshades), and go down the red carpet runway.  (I know.  She’s only five.  At least, the dads’ catcalls were reduced from the last fashion show birthday party.  Her dress was $45, at 50% off.)  This time, each kid chose a model name to be announced as they went down the runway.  There were: 1 Heart, 3 Barbies, 2 Hannah Montanas, 2 Princesses, 1 Evel Kneivel (one boy chose to dress up — the other boys sat around the edges), and … one Sarah Vaughan.  Yes, our daughter came up with Sarah Vaughan all on her own as the name she wanted.  Isn’t that cool?  I’m not sure how many of the parents even knew who Sarah Vaughan was, but that’s their problem.  I have a daughter who wants to “the singer’s singer,”  according to Ella Fitzgerald.

Have a good Friday!  Here’s some Sarah Vaughan to take home with you.  (I would embed the video, but I can’t figure out how.)  That’s all!

*When I first started dating Don, I thought he lived in Muncie, Indiana, the home of Ball State University, and about 200 miles away from Munster.  Driving from Munster into the city (back then, I lived on Howe) was enough of a challenge to our relationship.  I doubt he would have driven an extra 200 miles for me, then.  Of course, now he regularly drives 600+ miles (each way) for me, and my dream job in Arkansas.  (btw, neither Munster nor Muncie have anything to do with The Munsters of TV fame.) 

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