The YM spent the weekend here and it was so nice. She’s delightful AND so intelligent and up to speed on politics and religion and Capitalism and what not. I’m telling you, this generation will change the world. They have been exposed to all religions, all nationalities, all types of people of all genders and all races. They know empathy. They recognize gaslighting. They have strong voices and they use them. She’s lovely.
I ventured into trying gummies again and ended up waking up my husband and asking him to call an ambulance. Why? Because I was sure that I had severe brain damage or was possibly in a coma. He was adamant that we NOT call an ambulance and that I was neither in a coma nor brain damaged. He had me lay down and in the middle of me truly believing that I was actually in a hospital bed somewhere on life support imagining all of that I asked him “ are you going to let me die so that you get custody of the kids?” And I laughed until tears were streaming down my face. His answer “ I’d rather walk you around dead like Bernie before I took custody of the older ones” I couldn’t stop laughing until I fell asleep…. Or went back into my coma.
THC is not for me. I’ve gotten high twice, with the same person, and those were the ONLY times it hasn’t gone south. Left to my own devices I’m a hot mess.
Bought a cute necklace 😊 I’ll try and post a pic below.
Living on a prayer,
Tracy
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