Fear: It’s Useless So GET RID OF IT!

Fear: a tiny four letter world, seemingly insignificant, but responsible for many of our poor decisions. Don’t believe me? Keep reading.

I have mentioned before, probably numerous times, that I am not an expert about things in general, but I know a lot about many different things, and most importantly, I AM an expert about MYSELF. I can honestly admit that 99% of the dreams, goals, ideas, ideals, aspirations, and inventions I have had over the years were deemed “too scary” for me to pursue. Now, that acknowledgment begs the question, “What in the world are you afraid of, girl!?” Well, let me count the ways (lol): I am afraid of failing, afraid of succeeding, afraid of hard work, afraid of sacrifice, afraid that I have no clue what in the world I am doing, afraid of being judged, and afraid of letting myself down. Pheew! That’s a lot of shit to be afraid of! Seeing the words types out is kind of like a shock to my mind. My Higher Self is like, “Girl, if you don’t stop being ridiculous and let us live this amazing life!” And you know what? She’s not wrong. What a waste of the MOST important commodity in life: TIME! Okay, so it should be a piece of cake to stop wasting my time on BS, unhelpful f-e-a-r, right? Well, let’s just say that is easier said than done, but certainly not impossible.

 

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How does marijuana fit into all this?

Way back in 2011, I was going through a majorly tough time. I was getting divorced, preparing for a custody battle, and was being screened for cervical AND ovarian cancer. I was feeling really shitty and SCARED! I was so afraid that I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, hardly smiled, and my body was manifesting all that negative energy. By the end of the year, when I finally received a miraculously clean bill of health, I told myself I was going to begin changing my life. I started saying “yes” to a few things I normally would shy away from and the behavior became contagious. Once I changed one thing, I had to keep making other changes.

Fast forward 6 years, I said “yes” to trying medical marijuana when my anxiety was beginning to get the best of me. At first it was just mere curiosity, but the second time I smoked (the first time was racked with paranoia), I noticed a major change in my personality. I immediately decided I needed to document my emotional and mental reactions and thus, this blog was born. At the time, I didn’t know I would be blogging about it in an open forum, but I was committed to taking detailed notes for my own personal growth.

In documenting my experiences, I’ve noticed that I am beginning to take the lessons I learn while I am high, and applying them to my sober life. For example, it’s easy to be fun, compassionate, caring, and easy-going when I’m high, but often times those things don’t come out unless I feel secure. When I’m high, I am always confident, secure, and relaxed, but the question became, “How can I be like this all the time?” Once I started having higher expectations of myself, it was a little easier to open myself up to even more opportunities. I found myself at social events where I formerly would’ve been a wallflower, suddenly morphed into the belle of the ball! I was boldly starting conversations with strangers, actively listening (not just waiting for the chance to talk), and even dancing! Ya’ll the dancing is HUGE for me! My friends still can’t believe I dance now when we go out, but my way of thinking is, I can’t believe I didn’t dance before.

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Photo Credit: Colorbox

 


Talk yourself UP, not down.

I always say that fear is crippling. I feel so incapacitated by it sometimes that it’s overwhelming. A perfect example of that is my writing. Logically I know I can write decently, and there is some type of enjoyment in it, but I am always plagued with mental blocks that deter me from being truly great. My initial go-to reaction is “Ugh, I don’t want to do this” or “What am I going to write about? I’m no expert.” Yeah, I basically talk myself out of it before I can even get started! Talk about destructive behavior. Geesh!

Because I am new to this New Thought way of thinking, my initial thoughts are still often negative and fear based, so I started rudely interrupting myself and interjecting positivity instead! It may sound silly, but as soon as I feel myself thinking something unhelpful, I allow my Higher Self to butt in and say something like “You’re an excellent writer with a great message to share.” I gotta admit, just reading that made me feel a little better and more confident. In a world full of Debbie Downers looking to drag my mental state to hell, why should I jump on the bandwagon? If I am not cheering for myself, who the hell else will? So, START BUILDING YOURSELF UP, too!


Don’t worry, you’ve done this before.

Yes, we know it isn’t easy peasy to just get rid of our fears, but as I previously said, it isn’t impossible. I have learned that NOTHING is impossible if the mind truly believes in it. Think about it this way: have you ever wanted to purchase something that was outside of your budget, but you felt like you just had to have it anyway? What did you do to obtain what you wanted? This excludes someone else buying it for you; although, in some of those situations, you still likely had to do something to earn a gift, but I want you to allow your mind to focus on a time when you had to depend on yourself to get it. In all likelihood, you had to save money by skipping short term gratifying desires like dining out, shopping, etc. Or perhaps you needed to pick up a secondary stream of income.

Whatever method you used, it was all apart of the process to help you achieve your goal. It required sacrifice of your time, energy, and physical endurance. Do you see where this is going? I bet you do! So, if you apply that same commitment and energy to any goal, why wouldn’t the outcome be a success? More importantly, why aren’t our goals just as important as some bauble, game, or vacation? It’s a valid question and one that I have begun asking myself (clearly I just ask questions of myself all day. LBVS). At the end of the day, holding on to fear is only forcing what I truly desire further and further from my grasp and THAT, my friends, is the truly terrifying reality.

 

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Best advice?

Be kind and forgiving to yourself. Recognize that vulnerability can be scary, sure, but you also need it to be brave. Bravery to me is courage + fear. It’s okay to be afraid, but only as far as a general human reaction. Please, please, PLEASE do not allow it to incapacitate you. I know it’s tempting to give in to the downward spiral of fear and negativity, but do your absolute BEST to break that vicious, sh*tty cycle. Where as it ever gotten you, anyway? Don’t forget, there’s always a sweet little heaven-sent plant that’s been cultivated, nurtured, and packaged at your local dispensary just for you. There’s no shame in giving yourself a little push of enlightenment. Besides…you might even enjoy it.😉

Til next time, tokers and jokers.

Hardy Har

The Pursuit of Higher Self

 

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Active High Sesh: Manic Monday

Hi guys, thanks for stopping by my page! Today’s blog post (written yesterday, 10/2/17) is a short[er] post. Since we usually smoke at night (the kiddo is back home from camp, so back to our regular schedule), we had an emotional day with all the staying up to date regarding the shooting in Las Vegas and the sudden death of a family member. By the end of it all, we just wanted to chill and try to decompress our brains. I think we were purposely avoiding talking further about either tragedy and instead chatted about how little we actually smoke!

I could have sworn we were like the biggest (and newest) stoners ever! Haha! Turns out there are people out there toking up MAJORLY Monday through Sunday. Since Dean and I share our bowls, we essentially are smoking half of whatever we fill them with. Lately, we have been using a pretty small bowl on Glass Castle because I had previously mentioned to Dean that it seemed like we didn’t need to use the large bowls all the time. Our stuff is top quality shit, so I don’t think we need to smoke 10 bowls a day to get high. We get high as kites as it is, what more could we want? Anyway, let’s get into it. Menus:


Weed: Blue Dream (sativa dom) + Banana Bread (hybrid)

Food: Krispy Krunchy Chicken (they have THEEEE BEST biscuits EVER!)

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Photo courtesy of Krispy Krunchy Chicken

 

7:13 We started smoking about 6:45ish on this grim Monday evening. Today was a tough one. It’s the morning after that tragic shooting in Vegas and in addition, the loss of a family member (unrelated occurrence). ::Sigh:: Even Dean was down today. It’s hard to believe that these horrible things happen to people. I know I should, but I just can’t get used to all the ugliness in this world. Interestingly enough, the more I smoke, the more I repel negativity. Things that are bad seem to hurt me even more deeply. My compassion level has increased x 10. I was always empathetic and compassionate, but now I am even more so. Needless to say, today shook me. 7:19

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Photo credit: KUIC

 

7:22 So, tonight Dean mixed up an interesting combo. I had mentioned to him that I haven’t been sleeping as deeply as I have previously. I surmise it’s due to the high amounts of sativa strains I’ve been smoking lately. Anyway, we were chatting about that and that conversation reminded us that I learned something interesting from some of the weed FB groups I’m in: we don’t smoke as much as we think we do. In comparison to more seasoned smokers, we hardly smoke, despite smoking daily! A lot of the group members boasted about smoking a gram of two a day. Dean and I definitely don’t smoke that much at once; however, we are smoking top shelf, organic, premium grade. It seems to me that it makes a difference, but I haven’t actually researched it. I know that when we smoke with other people who have been smoking for years, we usually outsmoke them. I think the quality of our stash makes us need less of it to get our highs on! 7:30

7:31 About the high: my sense of smell has definitely increased. Lord, I am smelling everything! Also, my focus is kicking in hard. I am super content just typing away this blog post. Dean decided to try playing The Evil Within (you know how we love out scary games and movies). It looks like it might be pretty promising. Side note: Dean thinks it’s some type of special talent that I can type and watch him play the game at the same time. Lol! 7:37

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7:38 Umm, okay. This game just got way the fuck real! How can it be that we have not played this shit before?! 7:38

7:40 Oh! I forgot to mention earlier that I may be writing a blog post about Ganja Yoga very soon. Stay tuned for that! 7:42 (I was clearly side-tracked here! took a whole two minutes to write those two sentences. Lol!)

7:47 Dean has come to the conclusion that we will need a Walkthrough for this game. Neither of us has the fuck to give to figure out all these tiny little details on our own! LBVS! 7:49

7:51 Uh oh. Somehow Dean and I landed on our favorite daily topic: racism against African people everywhere. We talk about that every single day because each and everyday we are subjected to it. SMH 7:54

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Photo courtesy of stonerdays.com

 

7:55 About the high now: Since Dean concocted this medley of two strains, I am now feeling the effects of the indica notes. I feel physically relaxed. The hyper-sensitivity of my senses that I earlier experienced is gone. I still have cotton mouth though (I realize I forgot to mention that in the previous “about the high”). This shit does cause some serious cotton mouth, though. Damn! Where’s the water hose?! 7:58

7:58 Okay, Dean wants me to read the Walkthrough now so I think I’ll call it a night for this Active High Sesh. If I was reminded of only one thing from the aftermath of the horrific events of yesterday, it’s to make sure to live each day emphatically and honestly: love deeply, respect completely, and live happily. Have a great day/night, folks. 8:02

Til next time,

Hardy Har


Summary Notes:

This hybrid mixture was the perfect amount of mellow to apply to Manic Monday. We both worked on our businesses, laughed, played, ate, and watched some old school 90s cartoons. I didn’t reach euphoria, which is always preferred if I am trying to work, but I was extremely relaxed and happy. I’d say the proper descriptor is “uplifted.” We felt incredibly uplifted. There was still that social buzz, but instead of feeling like the-turnt-up-duo-at-a club, we felt more like the-amazing-duo-that-hosted-a-great-dinner-among-friends. Does that make sense? Haha. Anyway, I was definitely digging this medley. Shout out to Dean for always hookin’ a sistah up!

The Pursuit of Higher Self

 

Active High Sesh: #FlashBackFriday

“Good decisions yield positive consequences.” – Hardy Har

Hey guys! Welcome back to my weed spot, haha! Last night Dean and I were looking at old pictures of my family and me when I was a little girl. We recently did some reorganizing in the bedroom and came across these photos. I don’t know about you, but I love when I see old pictures of my life and the lives of my loved ones. I get to feeling all warm and fuzzy inside!

Enjoying those pictures was the first step in lifting my spirits from the funk they were in! Earlier, I came home in a terrible mood. I was sad (had been crying earlier), stressed, and feeling particularly sorry for myself. Ever make shitty decisions that you KNOW are shitty decisions and make them anyway (please tell me I’m not alone,  haha)? Well, that’s what I have been doing, not all the time of course, but enough tiny poor decisions to accumulate into a big problem at a later date. Turns out that obscure, “sometime in the future” date is NOW and I was feeling the weight of it all. There was a moment, while I was wallowing, when I came to realize that life is made up of small and seemingly insignificant decisions every single day. The sum of those decisions is what makes up the events and occurrences in our lives. So, in keeping with that line of thinking, I had no choice but to claim responsibility for my choices and buck up and fix it all (or at least set a plan in motion)! That’s one of the super powers medical marijuana has done for my anxiety, depression, and PTSD. It has allowed me to open my mind to the fact that I am the driver of my life. I can choose every single consequence by making careful decisions. That is truly an empowering feeling! Anyway, once I came home, saw the pics, started cooking, and took my first puff of Africa, I was well on my way to excellence. Let’s get into it and talk menus:   

Weed: Durban Poison  (click the link to learn more) and Crystalline

Food: Would you judge me if I said pork chops again? Dean begged me. Hahaha!

*BONUS FOOD: Strawberry Funnel Cake, courtesy of Sno-Balls. (Ya’ll these f*ckers are a problem. DE.LIC.IOUS!


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I’m not crazy about the picture, but the message is everything!

 

We started smoking about 1:45, maybe a little before.

1:51 I am writing this while also cooking, smoking, and looking at pictures of my parents and me when I was young (uh…multi-task much???). Can I just say I was so freaking adorable??!!! No wonder why people liked pinching my cheeks as a kid! Lol! 1:51

2:04 Well, I was having a particularly shitty day (reference above). Just feeling down about a lot of things and I started getting angry with myself because I could see the areas I was fucking up. For example, it was like knowing I could have earned an A on a test, but didn’t because I chose not to study. Something like that. Anyway, I was DEFINITELY not higher self when I came home, but Dean really came through and helped me feel better. One of those things was to break out the sativa, heavyweight champ Durban Poison, aka Africa (to us)! This strain is LIFE! I immediately began to feel lighter about things that just minutes before heavily plagued me. I was able to see all the great things that happened throughout the day that I had previously ignored. It’s like I had a complete change of mind. This is why I refer to myself after I have used cannabis as “higher self.”

So not only did I get to experience THAT ^^^ , I was also able to focus on a task that needed to be completed. For me that is writing this blog post, but I could be focused on any other task just as equitably. Prior to writing this post, I cooked our entire dinner and cleaned the kitchen. At that time, that’s what I needed to focus on and I accomplished it without complaint. You guys, I cannot tell you how much time I have wasted by mentally complaining about the problem!! When I am high like this, I truly am a much better version of myself fundamentally. With proper, regular meditation after smoking, I don’t doubt how capable of continuously rising above each situation I will become with or without the use of mj. I understand that it takes too much energy to focus on something negative. It’s much more effective to focus on the solution! 2:19

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On left: me prior to Africa   On Right: me after Africa

 

3:04 Wow! Took a long break away to eat dinner and converse with Dean. I decided to record our conversation so I will have a listen and decide if I will post it on the new Podcast tomorrow. Eek! Anyway, so now I am back and happily typing away, but am engaged in what Dean is talking about.  Btw, sometime before I stopped typing the last note, I smoked some Crystalline on top of Africa (clearly Dean was trying to blow my top off with this massive concotion!) and O M G I had a total Half Baked moment! Remeber when they were flying over NYC? Swear to God, I felt that damn high! I totally wasn’t ready! Lol!! I pulled myself together enough to type the last note, though.  3:10

3:22 Hi again. More conversations with Dean on the recording about the power of our personal control and what it all means. When I truly think about it, all I can focus on are my tiny decisions leading to bigger decisions, with bigger consequences. We are only as good as our decisions; good decisions yield positive consequences. When I think about how I can literally control every single way I absorb an experience, I feel empowered. I hate to say it, I didn’t always feel that way. I have changed so much, for the better, with or without weed. The weed just elevated my progress and presence even more. 3:33 (got side tracked with a side convo with Dean for a bit)

3:34 About to smoke more Africa sans crystalline (thank God!). 3:34

4:33 Hahaha an hour later and I am back. We’ve been eating and talking more. haha It helps (but doesn’t help if I don’t post it) that we are recording this because it fills in a lot of gaps. One of these days I will get around to the podcast. I still have some concerns about that. Who knows what will fly out of this mouth! LBVS! 4:37

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5:49 So, we decided to take a puff or two more out of our good friend, Glass Castle and start taking photos for today’s post. We are by no means photographers, but we are having fun learning photography tricks and tips. I think am done for the night. I wrote 757 words so far and I haven’t even written the intro or summary and I did all the photography myself. Dean gave his creative expertise and I took the shots. Now it’s time for a movie and to puff the last night of freedom away (the kiddo is back from camp tomorrow. YAY!!!!) OH, and Dean ordered funnel cake from Sno-Balls. It’s going down fo reaaal!!

Tootles,

Hardy Har


Summary Note:

Durban Poison is one of those über special strains that we only break out for parties, celebrations, or in this case, someone is feeling EXTRA shitty-pants (me) because it is so strong! It really is perfect for a party or concert. I felt social, energetic, uplifted, and HAPPY! I didn’t feel like I would be taken advantage of if I wasn’t home. I still had all my faculties in place…UNTIL Dean introduced Crystalline to the mix.

Now, I’ve written before about my love for Crystalline, but don’t get it twisted: that MFer is a serious jolt to the system, thanks to it’s 96% THC content! It dragged my happy ass straight to euphoria, which is truly where I love to be, BUT not when I am trying to work. I can tell you now that when I took my one and only hit of the two together, my boat was DEFINITELY rocked! I had to take 5 minutes to get my life together because I was suddenly feeling the desire to just listen to some good music and dance the night away! Lol! Not exactly great for trying to write, do chores, or anything else productive. If I was at a party and I wasn’t the DD, I would have been the life of the party; for anything requiring focus, I don’t recommend adding Crystalline to your bowl.

I am surprised by how much tolerance I have built up! I remember when Africa used to knock my socks off. It still does, but I am way in control of myself now. I also realized last night I have smoked about 50 various strains!! WHOA! I am such a stoner, now! Hahaha. Gotta say, I am so not ashamed of it. My life has improved in many ways and will continue to improve as long as my mind always it to do so. This is why I will always keep a stash of my favorite medical sativas (actually, everything I smoke is medicinal marijuana).
The Pursuit of Higher Self

Tools of the Trade

Hey y’all! Hardy Har here again! Thanks for checking out my latest post!

Today (technically this was written yesterday, 9/11/17) was one of those super awesome days that was a combination of The Universe (yeah, I believe in that) hooking me up and hard work/determination that ultimately resulted in some awesome opportunities, and by association, more work! Lol! Funny how that works out. That was pretty much the case for both Dean and me as his business venture is REALLY getting off the ground. Since we have been work mules all day, we wanted to relax with a smoke-out by the pool (gotta love Cali weather)! I invited my neighbor, AKA Vecina (neighbor in Spanish), and we sat in patio chairs while he floated away (literally) in the pool. Because we were outside and it was a sort of an impromptu thing, we didn’t dab or use the Castles (bongs) because, let’s face it, sometimes you don’t want to be bothered with all that equipment!😂That got me to thinking about all the stuff we’ve accumulated since we began smoking in February and boy, oh boy, is it a lot (to us)! So, let’s get into it and see what we got. *Remember when I edit the next day, those comments are in purple.

1. Twisty Glass Pipe by 7Pipe: $50 on TwistyShop

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Photo Credit: http://www.thisiswhyimbroke.com

 

Twisty, as we like to call it, is up first. This little baby is a smoker’s delight. It’s small, convenient, and glass! There’s no need for paper (we only smoke out of glass or vape pens) or the annoyance of rolling, but it has all the benefits of a blunt. The best part about it is you can fill it with whatever ground flowers you want and drift away. You can take tiny baby hits or inhale as much in one breath that your lungs will allow. It really is up to you, but the blunt has the ability to just keep going and going. Before you know it, you are somewhere in the sky and you aren’t quite sure how you got there. I recommend this for anyone who loves smoking a blunt, but hates the hassle and expense of using papers.

2. Water Bongs: AKA Magic Castle and Glass Castle

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Zob Bongs, Photo Credit: Aqua LabTech

 

Next on the list are the two Castles. When we first started smoking, we used our first bong, Glass Castle A LOT! I mean, we were getting smashed and we were total newbies! We had no idea that we basically started running before we learned how to walk with this marijuana stuff. Anyway, Glass Castle is a 16″ bong. It doesn’t have any fancy colors or cool identifying marks, but it is my favorite of the two. Here’s a slightly smaller one similar to what we have. I really like that the neck is short enough to keep the hit concentrated, but it’s long enough that it doesn’t burn as badly once you inhale.

The other bong is by Zob and we nicknamed it Magic Castle. You can find one similar to the one we have here. This rig is nearly 2 ft tall, measuring a staggering 23.5″ height! Needless to say, this fucker gets your high HIGH! Haha. No joke, many have fallen because of this one, including very seasoned smokers. One time, we smoked with one of my cousins who gets high aaaall the time. He took ONE hit and was DONE! He just couldn’t handle a hit that big combined with the organic top shelf premium stuff we smoke. Needless to say, tread carefully with these big babies. They aren’t for the feint of heart!

3. Pipes: Wesley Pipes, Swirls, and Trinket

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Photo Source: http://www.freewtc.com

 

Often times when you buy marijuana products from the dispensaries, the employees will often give you a freebie or two. These freebies vary, but usually you can get a tiny little pipe and/or a grinder to grind your buds. About three weeks ago, Dean came home with this teeny tiny, little pipe. I mean, it is so little and extra adorable that we named it Trinket. I think this is perfect for personal smoke seshes that will allow you to get faded, but not über high. The pot of the pipe holds just enough for a couple of small to medium hits. It’s also great to stick in your purse or pocket and go.

Swirls is new and super cool! It’s got a really cool multi-color swirled design and a FAT pot! This is perfect for sharing and it definitely gets you up there! I really like it. We’ve had it about a week and it is already starting to look ravaged. HAHA!

Last, but not least is Wesley Pipes. It was the very first tool we used when we smoked the first time and it was the only thing we used until we got Glass Castle. Unfortunately, Wesley Pipes went to live with my sister, Ki, for her personal use. Although Wesley is dearly departed from our care, it holds a special place in our hearts. ♥

4. Vape and Dab Pens:

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Photo Source: http://www.thepicta.com

 

Lastly, we have the pens. We have a red vape pen that is more trouble (and expense) than it’s worth. There’s a nasty plastic taste when you pull the vapor. Dean enjoyed smoking with it, but I didn’t. Wasn’t for me. Next.

On Friday he got some OC Pharm Dab Pens, courtesy of the dispensary his uncle works at. It was our first time using them and we REALLY like them! Talk about convenient! Man, all you gotta do is take it out of the box and suck! No loading weed, no scraping wax, nothing to clean up. It contains 500 mg of clear cannabis concentrate and we have two strains: Girl Scout Cookies (sativa dominant) and OG Headband (indica dominant). Although these pens are super amazing, I DO NOT recommend you use them if you are not accustomed to dabbing; specifically dabbing more than once in a row. I say that last part because it is similar to smoking a blunt. It is handy and it’s easy to take a puff and then take another one consecutively. I made that mistake last week and was high for 48 hours WITHOUT having to smoke again. Real talk: that shit $*@%$& me up! And because it’s us, we smoked both strains. I was GOOD on smoking the whole weekend. I felt the effects of that ultra HIGHbrid from Thursday to Sunday night. Wow! ::dramatic pause here:: That being said it was the Best. Sleep. Ever. Not to mention I had the energy to take a pole dancing class on Saturday (side note: that is F-U-N!) and The Princess to her Girl Scouts meeting on Sunday while having labelled over 400 spray bottles for Dean’s business AFTER work Thursday and Friday. Yeah… Just like that run on sentence, my focus and productivity went on and on…and on (thanks to my suped up high). And when it was time to go to bed, I slept soundly, peacefully and dreamless.

Anyway ya’ll, I’m a tad bit baked right now and it’s 7:45 p.m., so I’m signing off and playing this here Resident Evil 7 with Dean (because clearly we love the gory horror stuff when we smoke). Thanks for peeping ya girl.

Til next time…

Hardy Har

ACTIVE HIGH SESH: Saturday Burnout

Yoooo! Welcome back, y’all! Thanks for checking out another Active High Sesh (AHS). What that means is I’m getting hiiiigh right now! It’s 4:36 p.m. and about 84639505° in this hot ass heat, but I’m goood. Haha! Alright, let’s talk menus for today:

Weed: Jack Herrer and THC-a Crystalline (96% THC)

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Photo Credit: greendoorwest.com/products/jack-herer

 

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THC-a Crystalline / Photo Source http://www.guildextracts.com

Food: Eggs, Sausage, Grits, Popsicles and to be continued…

Drinks: Smart Water and Redd’s WICKED Apple beer (so damn good, y’all! Tastes like apple cider, but with a kick!)

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Photo Credit: Reddswickedapple.com

 

Activities: Grand Theft Auto V and swimming

So, how this will go is I am going to narrate my active high sesh the next day. Those comments will be in purple. The active high sesh is grey. 4:41

4:46: Dean swears two things happen when I smoke an upper: 1. I get super gangsta and fun (hahaha) and 2. I am the best GTA driver ever. Lol! Right now he’s driving and all I hear are sirens and screaming because his driving skills suck! Lol! He had the idea to put some cheats in and bump us to 4 stars on GTA and see who can escape the cops. Let’s put it this way: it won’t be him! 😭😂 4:49

4:50: Already he is trying to cheat! Dean cheats in every single game he plays from Monopoly to GTA. If it’s a game, he will try to cheat. Smh Lol he wants to go in invisible mode. ::Eye roll:: Anyway, he’s dead now. Lol My turn. 4:51

5:02: I died! Lmao! Do-over!!! That didn’t go as well as I thought it would. #Oops 5:02

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Photo courtesy of Photo by Carlos Domínguez on Unsplash

 

5:07: Wait, kiddo came home for a bit. I think we’ll hit the pool now. 5:09

6:41: Back from the pool! The kiddo had a blast! Dean dunked and slammed and splashed us to death, but we had an enormous amount of fun! Have I ever said how much of a better parent I am when I smoke? Seriously, I am much more open, fun, understanding, and patient. It’s really a great thing! 6:44 Although my daughter doesn’t know her mommy uses cannabis products, she definitely benefits from my usage. My parenting skills, ironically, have improved SO much since I began using marijuana. I think I will write a post about that later.

7:01: Is it just me or does anyone else hate the pool/beach aftermath? I mean, all the incessant dripping all over the place is super annoying. Ok, rant over. Gonna smoke again as soon as the kiddo heads to good ole Nana’s house. 😀 Man, shoutout to Mom for always coming through with the babysitting and support. The little girl loves hanging with Nana!

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Photo Credit: Misery Still Frame Columbia Pictures/ Castle Rock Films

 

Alright guys, that was pretty much the end of my AHS. I was high for much longer than I actually documented, but because I smoked mostly uppers (sativa strains), I am not as focused as I can be with an indica strain (downer). The night further went on to include a marathon of Stephen King movies. We watched Dark Tower, Pet Sematary, and Misery. I’d never seen Misery before so that was a real treat! Gotta love the KING of horror and mind-fucking. Haha. Anyway, that’s about it for my AHS on Saturday. Hope you enjoyed the read.

Til next time,

Hardy Har

 

 

 

Enamored: Weed Just FEELS So Good

via Daily Prompt: Enamored

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Hi friends. Welcome back to my little blog. So, today I was catching up on some reading and I saw that the Daily Prompt for today is the word enamored. The Daily Prompt is meant to encourage/inspire bloggers to write posts based on the word of the day. So far, I haven’t been inspired by other Daily Prompts, but me being a love bug, I got all hot and bothered by enamored. I mean, come on, just saying the word brings a pleasant feeling. Maybe that’s just me and now you all think I am a total weirdo! LOL! Well, I write a weed blog, so I guess there are more strange things than my love for words. Anyway, this word got me thinking about how much I enjoy smoking marijuana and thus a new blog post was born! That being said, please allow me to share my top three reasons why I love my good friend, Mary Jane.xmhfx896

 

  1. I focus like a laser beam! I’ve written before about the benefit of a focused mind thanks to the use of cannabis products. I don’t know about you, but sometimes I just can’t sit still and get things done! Whenever I smoke a good hybrid or an Indica like OG 91, I make it a point to start tasks I may have been avoiding. Nuisance chores like doing the dishes, folding laundry, and cleaning the cat litter are not so problematic when I am on a trip after a high sesh. I’ve even written a blog post of two while high. 1423668286
  2. Sex, Sex, and MORE SEX! Ok, so you’re probably wondering why this wasn’t number one and I can’t say I have a good answer for you, BUT it definitely makes the list! Now, don’t go thinking you can a smoke a little weed and it will make you want to have sex. No, that’s not exactly how it works. What happens is it enhances sex; makes it way hotter and better. A good example of a strain that has some sex enhancing qualities is Grand Daddy Purple. Tried it for the first time over the weekend (major shout out to KUSHLAND, a favorite dispensary) and let’s just say, it lived up to its reputation. 😉fea_24pot1_t620
  3. Variety is life! There are so many strains, combinations, formulas, brands, and strengths of the stuff! Take your pick between wax concentrates, powder concentrates, moon rocks, space rocks, kief, and flowers! You can smoke it, eat it, and inject it (yeah, some folks take THC via IVs). It’s hard to get bored with a smorgasbord like that!

So what do you think? If you’re like me, it’s hard not to be enamored by this multi-faceted little plant.

Til next time, tokers.

-Hardy Har

 

About Last Night: Beware of Truth or Dare

“…being that I enjoy a risk or two of my own, I said, ‘what the hell’ and saddled up!”

 

Welcome back to my little weed-spot blog, located in a teeny tiny corner of the social media universe. Based on the title of this post, I bet you can guess what I did last night, and if you can’t, maybe you should put the bong down for a minute! Ok, if you guessed “got high and played a long, super duper risqué round of truth or dare with the boyfriend,” you’d be correct! So, how’d it go? Well, let’s find out!

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First of all, it was another game night of indica-dominant hybrids so we were getting the best of both worlds. In case you didn’t already know, I LOOOOVE sativas and sativa-dominant hybrids. Personally, there’s nothing better than that mental race to euphoria that a premium sativa can provide. It just feels, so damn good. Anyway, lately, we have been trying to give some love to the few indica strains we have and because the tiny stash is mostly comprised of hybrids, we get to have our cake and eat it too!

Alright, so, the game. I gotta say, for those of you who are interested in high stakes truth-telling, then please, carry on and play boldly, but if you are shy, have something to hide, or are too afraid of getting a little silly then this may not be the activity for you! For me, I knew it could get a little hairy because Dean is the ULTIMATE daredevil! For real, guys. This dude went on Fear Factor and drank some poisonous concoction of cow tongue, tarantula, and only God knows what else! Needless to say, I was super scared of choosing ” truth or dare” with that maniac, but being that I enjoy a risk or two of my own, I said, “what the hell” and saddled up! And boy, ole boy, he didn’t disappoint! Right out the gate, dude wanted me to do push-ups on my porch while wearing my nightgown! I was like, “ummm, how about we go inside the house and I’ll do a dare in there?” I know, I know…you’re probably thinking that I’m a big wuss, and you if you are, you aren’t 100% correct. The weather has been so perfect at night, that we started sitting on the porch to smoke. Last night, I was dressed for bed and didn’t feel comfortable allowing my lady bits to flap in the wind for my neighbors to see. Lol! Yeah, not trying to blind anyone! Haha! So, he gave me a pass and we proceeded to play a game of truths. The questions ranged from the most ridiculous like “if you could be a planet, which one would you be” to “have you ever kissed someone else while we’ve been together.” I mean, shit got crazy, funny, and REAL sometimes! That being said, as fun as it was to stick to truths, what happened when we went into the house was even better!

Since I knew I flaked on my first dare, I decided to risk it all and choose dare again, with a fresh resolve to carry it through. So when Dean said, “I dare you to take two dabs back to back,” I blanched! Remember guys, we are still newbies. Granted, we do smoke daily and a variety of premium medical marijuana, but I was barely just getting comfortable with dabbing once and here this guy is wanting me to do two in a row! Aye Dios mio!!! Despite my hesitation, I was like “fuck it,” and hit that shit twice and wow, talk about a major head rush!!! I truly felt like my head was trying to lift off my body!! It felt light and airy, just on the brink of dizziness. It was intense for the first minute or so, but once my mind and body began to acclimate, it was sooooo awesome! Oh –I don’t think I mentioned that I dabbed a sativa. I have zero clue which one, but I know it was a sativa or sativa dominant hybrid. That would explain the sensation of my head popping off and doing salsa on my dining room table.

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Dean was impressed. He knows me so well, and thus knows my limitations. He truly thought I would chicken out, but I did it with glee! Anyway, I said all of that to say this: when I consume marijuana, many things happen to me. One of those things is the loss of a lot of my fear and anxiety. Now, I may be more inclined to take a risk or two, but they are always calculated. In this case, I was at home, with my boyfriend and felt very safe and comfortable. I doubt I would have been as brazen if the environment was less known to me.

I am curious to know what those of you out there reading my little posts do when you’re getting high! Tell me about your activities or simply share your thoughts! Either way, I’m out!

Til next time, folks.

-Hardy Har