Gladys Kravitz from Bewitched…or something like that

Andy and I have been living in our house for almost a year now and I finally just met the guy who lives right next door to us. Andy had met him before from a few casual hellos, but I hadn’t even done that until last night. I was outside with Madison and he was fixing something on his roof when he said hello and I responded back, but as you know just a simple “hello” isn’t sufficient for my Chatty Cathy self, so I struck up a conversation with him. I learned so much in the 15 minute conversation. His name is Gene and he is from Romania and he is our age, which is nice for this neighborhood to have someone in our age group. Besides the basics, I also learned so much about the neighbors. Gene knew everything about everybody that I started to think about Gladys Kravitz from the television show Bewitched…you know the nosey neighbor that knew everything. It was very odd and I found myself in a conversation with a stranger finding out so much information about other strangers in the area. Was I in conversation with Gladys Kravitz, or was I turning into Gladys Kravitz? Needless to say he was a very nice guy and Andy and I like him so we invited him to Xmas in July…which is my birthday party in two weeks.