Our Name is/was Bertucci

On Sunday night, we went to a Pizza restaurant in .... not sure where ..... Rosanna or something like that. You see, my dad got the K-Rudd stimulus package and decided to spend it on .... Food! What else? A lovely night was had by all. In attendance were the Bertucci Parents (Pasquale and Jeanette), their three children (myself and 2 sisters Angela and Marie [formerly known as Maria]), their respective spouses and children (if any). So, from a family of five, there are now 12.

There were so many things of note that made me laugh. In no particular order......
When we arrived, I noticed that my sister Marie had a different hair style. It was a lot shorter and appeared as though she had been swimming (you know the look?) I commented “You’ve had a hair cut?” The response was “Yes, and I used a hair dye that I found at Nonna’s house!” Say no more! Nonna died earlier this year. And, with Nonna – you never knew quite what you were going to get! For example – if you went into the fridge and saw a margarine container, chances are you would not find margarine in the container. So, while it might have said that it was hair dye, chances are it had some sort of acid or paint stripper in it. So, for the next while, she is not allowed to dry her hair because of the damage caused by the hair dye.

This reminds me of one more story from last night. Mum and Kylie were talking about a recent Oprah episode where the man was blue. He took colloidal silver and as a result turned blue. But, he said it was good for health – something like that. Anyway, mums latest craze is – you guessed it – colloidal silver. It’s a cure for EVERYTHING! Anyway, someone was sick so she gave them colloidal silver. And you’ll never guess – they weren’t sick anymore! Isn’t that amazing! She just bought a new bottle of the stuff, even though she clearly remembered that she already had one. Kylie is getting over a cold and she was coughing a bit so mum made her have some ..... Colloidal silver! While we were there, she found the original bottle. Kylie looked at the bottle ..... somewhat puzzled! She was puzzled because it had a nasal spray attachment. She asked “Is this a special colloidal silver nasal spray?” to which mum replied “No, I must have needed the lid for something else.” Like mother, like daughter. Just like you never quite know whether the hair dye at Nonna’s house actually is hair dye, you never can be sure whether the colloidal silver is colloidal silver.

It was funny for me anyway! More from that night soon!