Grandma Janet isn’t my real grandmother, she was just my grandmother’s best friend for my whole life, the fact that Janet wasn’t a blood relation didn’t matter, because she had regularly been there for me, so she was just as much my family as anyone else! My real grandma passed away some time ago, but I have stayed unquestionably close with Janet.
I went down to see her over spring break, at the beachside retirement community where she lives.
I tell you, the amount of cannabis those aged timers smoke was unquestionably surprising to me. I expected them to be doddering aged folks watching TV, however a lot of them are drinking wine and passing around marijuana first thing in the day. She asked me if I had any cannabis with me, and I explained that I hadn’t wanted to travel while holding. She understood, and handed me a little dispensary canister packed to the bring with high grade cannabis, but over the next few days, I barely had to open the container, because there was regularly someone smoking marijuana nearby. And let me tell you what, these aged folks are unquestionably generous with their cannabis, there were joints and pipes being handed to me hand over fist! I got to spend a lot of relaxing quality time with Janet, which was nice, also seeing her smoke marijuana changed the way I saw her. In a relaxing way, if that wasn’t clear! Not only is she a sweet aged woman, despite the fact that she is a beast of a wine-drinking, marijuana-smoking get-together creature!