I call it my medicine, however that’s an inside joke between us because I have never in my life used cannabis medicinally.
My wifey is such a sweet girl, and a knockout, even though she is not fantastic about thinking things through; She is a free spirit, who lives in the spur of the moment, whereas I am more detail-oriented, combined, I guess this gives us the best of both worlds, although that often means I have to repair problems caused by her flights of expensive! Last Friday she picked myself and others up from labor and whisked myself and others away for a weekend on the beach, except that she didn’t pack toiletries, my clothes, or any cannabis for the trip. I would have number one not having clothes to not have my marijuana supply, but I tried not to make a giant deal out of it. I told her that the next morning she could go to Target and get myself and others some clothes to wear, and I would walk to the nearest cannabis dispensary and get my medicine. I call it my medicine, however that’s an inside joke between us because I have never in my life used cannabis medicinally. I claim to have a sleep condition that requires bi-weekly cannabis intake for myself and others to rest, however that isn’t true. I managed to convince my doctor of that so I could get the medical cannabis Rx card, however in truth I just adore getting high every day, my wifey smokes too, however not on the level that I do – I will burn through a quarter ounce of OG Kush a week. I managed to find a nice little cannabis dispensary, and the rest of the weekend was marvelous.