Is this the real life? Is this just Fantasy?

Caught in a land slide, no escape from reality.
open your eyes, look up to the skies and seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, i'm just a poor boy, 
i need no sympathy because i'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low.





Thank you. I know you all enjoyed that as much as i did.
Now, back to our regular scheduled program. 
The other night The Husband and I went to The Woodlands to look at Christmas lights.
We were kind of disappointed with the turn out.
The 6 year old referred to the people with the nice gigantic houses with no lights "gibberish" people which to her is Jewish. 
Now, to the husband and i that was funny. Nothing against Jewish people, it was just the way she said it.
It takes me back to memory lane, One year we were in Alabama with my Grandmother (and it's tradition to go around town and look at everyone's Christmas display.) and of coarse she was drunk. So we are going from house to house, street to street. and we came across a house that i guess my grandmother seemingly didn't care for the people who vacated this home, so she's rambling on to my Parental Devices, saying "those people are fucking retarded, you know they don't have any damn lights" and all i can remember is everyone laughing entirely too hard. 
whatever, it was funny. 

Our light display this year at our new home is sad. we just have a few strands, so i guess to my late grandmother we'd be "fucking retarded" my house has Christmas shit everywhere on the inside. I just can't find the out-door decorations. And i don't want to buy more because i'm being a cheap ass. (shh i think i'm turning into my husband)

For those of you who've been following me on my FB page. Crazy Mommy That says Fuck a lot. I know you don't ask, but i wonder if any of you wonder why i'm so anti-everything this year? i'm not sure if it was updated or if i even had the page then. but i lost my grandmother in March. (which is the women who raised me and i basically thought to be my mother. yes the one from the memory above) well, everything i knew was from her, and since i was the one who took care of her up until her last breath i feel like everything i know is a lie. Because she isn't here to correct the things I do. pretty sappy shit man. the'fuck?
there i go again all in my feelings and shit. 

Christmas; it will include a drunk and full of pills Crazy mommy.
sounds kinda bad, but i already take anxiety meds. so i'll take them AND DRINK for christmas. i'll be in the holly jolly fucking spirit. those bitches won't know what hit em. (those bitches = the husband and my family) Smile and fucking wave boys. kill them with kindness. although i'd rather just kill them in general. ha. kidding.. or am i?