Silly silly drugs

Our family doesn't have many traditions at Christmas. But the one we insist on following is how we decorate the house. We do it in the evening, with Christmas songs playing in the background, and we all have our own jobs. Dad takes pictures and does nothing. Mum is in charge of the tree and putting lights and tinsel etc. Me and Adam help when we can and we all of us (apart from Dad) put all the little decorations on. It's become such a strong tradition that they brought me home especially this weekend so I could be here for decorating day ^_^

In the previous post I mentioned my Nan and her morbid tendencies. Well my family had some more to add to that today. Mum reminded us of the time her sister died and she travelled to Ireland for the funeral. During her stay she slept in the same room as the body of her sister because she found it "comforting". My Nan also loves pointing out people she knows who have died, and there was one particular instance that me and my brother find hysterical, which was when she was showing some old photo of her and a bunch of others from ears ago. She went along the rows pointing at faces going "dead, dead, dead, dead, dead." And then goes. "Oh no that's me." She obviously got carried away with it.