Saturday, February 6, 2010
Up in smoke
Tonight, during me and Erics nocturnal walks, we always pass a seemingly normal looking house one block over from our seemingly normal looking one. From my upstairs bedroom window you can actually see this house and the somewhat goings on with it. The garage door it seems is more open than closed and people are always in it. Moving about, sitting and talking and carrying on. When we walk by we always exchange pleasantries and we keep movin', but tonight was a different story. As usual we approach said house and notice the garage door closed...OK, it happens, but wait, what's this smell? Kinda potent yet sweet, enticing yet mysterious....OH YEAH!...it's pot! You could see a sliver of light from underneath the door and these people were toking it up. I have to tell ya, we hesitated a little bit because although I haven't smoked in about 30 years, with an exception of one time about 2 years ago (that's another blog entry)we stood there and took it in...As we continued our walk, we laughed and giggled and talked about our pot smoking days and the funny and strange situations arising from those events. For instance how my brother, who lived and still does in Hawaii, would actually send me marijuana...IN THE MAIL! And there I was, opening up the box like it was Christmas morning. Or the time we dumped laundry detergent into a friends fountain in there back yard and proceeded to decorate ourselves with foam. Oh yes, I could go on and on but I won't...not because I'm embarrassed ( i don't care) it's just that there are too many to write. I stopped smoking when I became pregnant with Meredith (she's 31) and honestly, I haven't missed it...till now. Why? Who knows, maybe it's because I could use a little relaxing and I'm not much of a alcohol drinker. Or perhaps I'm loosening up in my old age...I don't know, but what I do remember is the munchies and lord know I don't need that anymore. You ain't lived till you've tried to defrost frozen wieners and contemplated eating them frozen...lol In any case, if I ever need any I know where to go. All I need to do is look out my bedroom window and see smoke....I'm just sayin'