Crazy lady aka Eve

Ok so many of you have heard stories about the crazy lady that lives upstairs. Just for clarification...we live in a townhouse but we live in the basement of this lady (Eve)'s house that is probably in her 70's so she is lonely. Old lady and lives alone is never a good combination cause they just get lonely and love to talk to anyone about anything. Not good for us at all. So we don't have our own entrance and the only thing keeping us separate are the stairs. So you can guess there are probably plenty of stories about this old lady that lives upstairs. Well as newlyweds all we want is just to be left alone at home.

The first story starts the first week we moved in. Jonny and I were sitting downstairs on the couch and we hear some sort of cow bell coming from upstairs followed by a call..."Jonny, are you guys down there?" We looked at each other and just thought to ourselves, you have to be kidding! Did she really just ring a cow bell to get our attention. This is only the beginning. The stories keep coming... This is the infamous cow bell:

After that first incident with the cow bell, we noticed that she would ring it to tell us that she was leaving (i guess she thought we cared that she was going somewhere). We would here the bell followed by that same voice saying "hey guys, just letting you know that I'm leaving to go to the store." As you can imagine, we were not going to let her do this for the whole 6 months we live here so we told her that she doesn't need to tell us when she leaves. Actually, we told her NOT to tell us when she was leaving. The "cow bell" stories could go on forever but to sum them all up, I can just say she rings it now to give us some food or drinks or treats or anything to get us to come up to talk to her. We basically avoid her at all costs. I know that sounds mean but ask anyone that has met her and they will back us up.

Well there was an incident today that made me think about posting all of these (and that so we don't forget about all the stories). Just a few days ago, I was gone on a volleyball trip and Jonny woke up to go to school. So he walks upstairs at 7:20 in the morning (so its still dark outside, which makes it dark inside as well) and right when you get to the top of the stairs the living room and front door is to the right and Eve's room is to the left. Well Jonny reached the top of the stairs and turned to the right like he does everyday to leave, and Eve pops up from under a blanket on the couch and says "Can I borrow some milk?" Jonny said he was so freaked out and startled. We have never seen Eve out of her room before 8:30 or so. Who knows why she was awake at that time and needed milk. Anyway, so I got home a day later to find our mail at the top of the stairs with a note written on the front of our mail. It read, "Thank you!!! Hi. 1/2 gallon of milk is in the refer...(she obviously didn't know how to spell refrigerator so she started with a few letters followed by ....) for you. Hope you like it. This is the kind I use all the time. Share the banana. Eve." So I looked down and saw a single banana next to the mail and right next to the famous cow bell. So i left the banana, didn't grab the milk and just took the mail and went downstairs. I told Jonny about it so the next time we came in and he grabbed the milk. he decided why not, it's free milk. I told him it probably was going to be some old grandma milk, the kind that has no taste but they love it. He grabbed it and not to my surprise, it is the Light Silk Soy milk. I knew it!!! I don't know what we are going to do with it. We will not use it.
So those are just some stories of the lady that lives above us. There are plenty more and maybe one day I will write some more. We are happy and thats what matters. Jonny and I are just experiencing something that will always be a memory and thats what marriage is about. I love Jonny and we are super happy!