CHICKS CANT HOLD THEIR SMOKE

 That’s what it is….

Got high last night. I rarely… I mean RARELY have anything to do with weed, certainly don’t smoke it. But, it’s a long story that probably shouldn’t be told and I got high.

Here’s what I discovered. If you have the Disney + app you can watch short little videos where you’re “on” the ride….. RIGHT! Best combination ever!!!!! I hit Disneyland and Disney world HARD. 

One time , YEARS ago I had to watch the weather channel to calm me down, see the reason I don’t hardly ever mess with weed is that unless I have someone to talk with or something to take my mind off stuff, well, I want to call the cops on myself. Ya. When I was a teenager I tried to open the truck door whilst my boyfriend was driving. Had sex while high once or twice and they go together. Twisting tricks….. Shhh that’s private. 


 18 months ago I was convinced that I was actually either 1) DEAD. Or 2) In a coma. I woke my husband up to tell him the news. “ Hey, are you alive or in my imagination… Because I might be dead or in a coma”

Ya, it’s not hard to imagine his confusion. He convinced me that I wasn’t dead but I had to get into bed and talk myself through my coma. Oh, it was 2am and he gets up for work at about 4am………so… I’m sure he loved being my trip buddy, I mean who wouldn’t?

Why did I write this? I have zero idea. Just thought I would share a glimpse into my quirk.

We were at the pool today and saw a few neighbors we haven’t seen for a minute and in two separate times I told them we’d lost Juliette. So, guess who cried bit once, but TWICE at the freaking POOL! That’s relaxing… 

Anyway….

Song it’s time!!! I’ve been putting this artist off but….

NOW THAT WE DONT TALK by: Taylor Swift

Oh, just listen. It’s good. 

Me


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