As I sit here, reading through the screen shots of cell phones playing pranks on parents, this blog is nagging at the back of my head. It is Thursday again folks, and we all know what that means. Sweet Mary Kane is going to let the crazy ooze from her fingertips. Letting the crazy out is always better than letting the crazy in and you’re the one who is reading this. I’m just saying.
It’s not that I don’t want to write my blog anymore. It’s more that, with so much going on lately, it’s too loud in here to sort all out and get it down with any kind of clarity. And by here I mean in my mind. Though technology … Oh how I love thee, Oh how I hate thee … I’m certain contributes to the rapid pace of my life. In fact, the prank I’m scrolling through now came to me just that way. I couldn’t tell you who’s feed or which platform it came from yet here I am reading it.
The prank I am referring to is one in which teens sent a text to their parental figures that read “Got 2 grams for 40$?!” Followed by the text “Never mind, that wasn’t for you.”. The responses are amusing. One individual evidently has his mother fooled as she buys it when he replies “Grammar Books” and she offers up more money. I wonder how I would respond. I suppose that I would wonder why they didn’t just ask me. Then again I tend to over think so perhaps I would take it as a question rather than a declaration, after all punctuation containing both an exclamation point and a question mark seems to me to swing either way.
Set the pranks aside and focus on the kids. Which sorts of things do I provide my children in terms of education of Cannabis? What information did my parents give me? What information did my parents have? Where am I going to get more information? It’s a whole new landscape forming right before my eyes, and it is marvelous. I am so honored and truly highly favored to be able to bear witness to its evolution. I can’t wait to see what’s next. My sincerest gratitude to you all.
Sweet Mary Kane