With regards to my older thread entitled Moving On..... Tnite my doorbell rang. I can't hear it unless I'm in the main part of my apartment but I did tnite. I went and looked thru the peephole. It was the woman that moved into the apartment of my friend died in across the hall. I opened the door and she had a box in her outstretched hands. I said oh HI (I hadn't seen her since she moved in) and in her broken english she held out the box and said she wanted to give me a cake. I was flabberghasted. She had a big cheery smile on her face and seemd so happy to present me w/this even tho I couldn't figure out why. I was actually gonna ring there bell after they had more time to settle in. She told me her name and I told her mine and she asked if I liked sweets and said it was a welcome gift. It is an elaborately decorated cake. She asked if I liked sweets (I admit I lied and said yes because I didn't want to insult her) and accepted her gracious gift. It's absolutley a beautiful cake. I must admit I'm shocked b/c since they first nite they moved in and rang my bell and asked if I had a drill (I didn't) I haven't even seen them. I'm wondering if someone told them my friend of 30 yrs lived there for 25 and maybe they thot I felt weird about someone else moving in there? I can't figure this reverse welcome wagon thing out? Any ideas. It's a very sweet gesture nonetheless. It's too bad that beautiful cake (""cake is an insult to it. It's more like a gourmet desert) wil sit in my fridge till it dies. I'm really speechless.