I smoked in my room all the time, and I was just kind enough to shove my bong behind my computer when she'd come in so that we wouldn't have to talk about it. She knew, I knew she knew, she knew I knew she knew, and I knew that too.

Eventually I come home after eating a ridiculous amount of amanita muscarias and im puking all over myself every 10 minutes, and she says "stick to just smoking pot, and from now on do it outside"

And we smoked a joint together once and watched a movie and my mom goofy when high, but so fun. Her cell phone would beep like every minute and she'd walk around looking for it and eventually she found out it was in her pocket. lol, she hadn't been stoned in like 10 years though she said so I was glad I got her high. ^^