300 tacos?? Zia's going where?

Here is another night where no one feels like cooking, so Mom suggested going to Taco Bell. Since I had to pick up Jeff from his night class anyway, I went and got the goods.

When Jeff and I got there, there was an employee (name badge identified him as "Yogi Bear") waiting at the door. He asked us if we were there for the tacos. Jeff said something like "What??" and the Taco Bell dude said, "I guess not," and proceded to tell us that someone had ordered 300 tacos and they had yet to pick them up and pay for them.

We ordered our food then went home. When we got there, Mom said that my aunt (my dad's sister) called. We call her "Zia", the Italian word for aunt. Zia had called to find out if Mom was getting her subscription to Reader's Digest, because Zia found out that they were being sent to a slightly different address. Zia has given Mom a Reader's Digest subscription for Christmas for years.

Apparently, during the course of their conversation, Zia mentioned that the gay man who cleans her house is going to England (Mom wasn't sure if Zia's housekeeper dude was English) to marry his partner this summer. Seems that he has so many frequent flyer miles that he sent Zia two tickets to attend the wedding. My half sister Cindi (or Cinzia as she calls herself now) will accompany our 86 year old aunt to Merry Olde England. Boy, will she have stories to tell! And Zia tells some great stories, especially the ones about her childhood with her two older brothers (my uncle and my dad, who are both deceased), and her parents.

There will be more to this story. The wedding in England is in July.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--