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By now, many of you know that my husband is just the nosiest person on the face of the planet. He, of course, denies it. Apparently, Craig thinks it's a completely normal thing to be interested in every little thing that happens in the neighborhood.

Fortunately for me, I now have a witness and total confirmation of Craig's insanity.

After our run this morning, Tracey stopped back at the casa de go fish for a feast of sushi. And, just as an aside, when Tracey rolls sushi, the rolls are so tight they bounce. I'm not kidding. So after plying her with Diet Pepsi and my homemade kimchi, we're sitting on the couch with Craig watching Scary Movie 2 [hey, give me a break, it just happened to be on] when it becomes obvious there is movement afoot across the street at the former house of faux punk.

Craig's hands started twitching and he glanced wistfully toward the window. Finally, he just couldn't control his curiousity. He bounded from the chair, threw up the window, and pressed his face to the screen. And for the next 20 minutes Craig gave Tracey and I a play by play of what was going on across the street. I know you're just dying to know what all that drama was about, right?

There was a moving van moving in two of those glass sliding door refrigerator units.

Yes, total excitement.

So, of course, after the initial 20 minutes Craig sat down, but would monitor the progress of the above-mentioned operation every five minutes, all the while speculating on what could possibly be going in next door. Would it be a pizza place? A corner store? A coffee shop? Oh, the possibilities!

And there's Tracey, amused look on her face, giving me pitying looks everytime Craig leapt from his chair to the window.

Oh, and she also confirmed that the living room paint color is, indeed, brown.

Sometimes it's good to be vindicated.

Posted by Nicole at April 19, 2003 06:16 PM | TrackBack