Ski trip turned out great with cannabis

The thought of going on the annual family ski trip was daunting.

But now that Max and I were married, I just didn’t see any way I could turn down the invitation from Max’s parents.

Mercifully, there was a neat little cannabis store right next to the ski area. Max & I met at a party in university. Turns out, large parties were very uncomfortable for both of us as Max and I were hanging outside in shrubbery chairs. I was not then nor have even been particularly smooth. But I did have a joint of some good sativa strains in my pocket. So I wanted to share it with Max & her eyes lit up brightly. We’ve been pretty much inseparable since that night. Still, Max and I come from truly diverse backgrounds. I’m from the south & am super comfortable in the sun, salt & waves. Max is from the north & her family is large into skiing. They have consistently taken large family ski trips each year with a vacation out west. I had been invited however begged off because her family intimidates me a lot & I deeply dislike being cold. Yet, when I realized that where they go is to a state where recreational marijuana is legal, it was a lifeline for me. For sure, I still legitimately hated the cold. And I never legitimately got the hang of going skiing at all. But wow, how fantastic it was to be sitting in front of a roaring fire with a lovely cannabis edible & a mug of sizzling cocoa. That’s pretty much right where I stayed for the entirety of the ski trip. And with ready access to the local cannabis dispensary, it sure didn’t hurt my feelings one bit.


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