The first time my mother found my stash she set it on the kitchen counter when i came home. She asked me very sternly, wheres your pipe? what do you smoke this out of? (shes smoked ALOT in her earlier years so she might have just been wanted it for herself) I told her i didnt have a pipe or anything, which was true and that i just used rolling papers. She just told me to go to bed. But when i wakup the next morning to take a shower that sack was sitting there on the a stair-rail-countertop type thing. I took it back, smoked it later, and she never mentioned it again.

I am also blown for the first time after 12 days of sobriety, after smoking every single day for nearly the past year. :wtf: