March 14

Most of you who know where i live and have heard me talk at all in the last few years about my neighbourhood, know that i'm pretty happy here... it's just quiet enough to be nice and close to work and shops and the library and all other such life necessities.  I have a wonderful yard and a cozy little place to dwell.  And i have neighbours... most of you are well acquainted with "nonna".  This post is dedicated to her - she's my little across the street watchdog who loves to keep a hawk's eye on the neighbourhood goings-ons.  Scarcely can i move without her noticing, i think somedays.  Aaahh, don't get me wrong, it's good to have someone who notices things and keeps an eye out for suspicious people and events...but it ends up being quite funny sometimes - when there were renos going on here, it threw her right off because people would come and go at odd hours - "oh, i saw your daddy was over last night eh?" or "the worker guy was here a lot this week eh?"   When i first moved in, she just peeked at me from through the blinds, thinking i wouldn't see her there but i waved at her and then she was given a great opportunity to come out and officially meet her new neighbour.
But the funniest thing was the phone call i got on Tuesday morning...
Danielle - Hello, Danielle speaking.
Nonna -Hello Danielle, it's V.  I want to know, you were working the last few days?
Danielle - Yes....
Nonna - Are you working this week again?
Danielle (somewhat skeptically and wondering what the interrogation was for) - Yes...
Nonna- Oh, well i just wanted to know whether you could come over for dinner sometime...(aaah, now we get to the point - it's just funny that she had to verify all her observations and thoughts before arriving at the crux of the matter).
Danielle- I would love to come - let's make it Monday!
So here's a little shot of the observation room just so you're aware if you ever want to try to sneak anything past her, you'd better be good!