I had drinks, cannabis, food, and my sexy wife, and best of all there was nobody else around to frighten us.
I will divulge being pretty depressed about turning 50. Fifty is a lot of years, isn’t it? I suppose easily old now, much older than when I turned 49! My wife Max promised me a weekend to remember. She knew how bummed out I was, and tried to do something beyond my wildest dreams. She succeeded, with flying colors, and gave me 1 of the best weekends of my life, and it started by us driving outside of town, to a small lake house in the foothills she had rented through AirBnB. Inside the lake house I found stacks of old comic books, a case of beer, a bottle of whiskey, and more than one ounces of cannabis. Max put on a skimpy nightgown, poured me a drink, and after that I tore into the marijuana and got ripped. Maybe this isn’t your method of a dream weekend however for me it was perfect. I had drinks, cannabis, food, and my sexy wife, and best of all there was nobody else around to frighten us. One thing I dislike about smoking cannabis at house is that I regularly seem to get interrupted, however out here there were no interruptions. Max and I smoked copious amounts of cannabis, ate a few edibles, and drank the entire handle of whiskey in several nights. It was so nice to not have to worry about how much booze I drank or how much marijuana I smoked, because the two of us weren’t going anywhere, or interacting with people. Every one of us also did a lot of other things, however a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell!