OK. Let me start with yet another disclaimer. I do not use drugs. Not at ALL. Like, the hardest drug Ive’ ever tried was Tylenol. So, when my sister Shannon told me about hemp and CBD, I was skeptical. I mean, I enjoy my Guinness as much as any other Irish-American lass, but that’s where I draw the line. I don’t relish the idea of feeling out of control.
My husband is another story. He was a big pot-head in college. These days, the only pot he goes near is in the bathroom. Still, we have different ideas about drugs. He thinks if my daughters try pot it’s OK. I am absolutely NOT OK with it! My husband is part Dutch, and you know how weed comes from Amsterdam!
So Shannon comes over to visit. Usually, this girl is tense. But on this one day, she seemed somehow…relaxed? It was a new thing for me to see! It didn’t take her more than five minutes to blurt out that she had tried CBD and found a new way to feel calm besides yoga.
Not knowing much about all this, I thought it was illegal. I’ve never touched any of that stuff, so how would I know? Shannon set me straight. She explained that she had tried both the hemp flowers for smoking, as well as some sort of powder for eating. I was skeptical.
When she pulled out a joint, it was too much for me. I began yelling at her to think about her choices, how she has two kids, how she has a good job. She only chucked and told me, very slowly, that CBD and hemp are legal. And, they don’t get you high. But they do…something.
I had to Google it. Turns out, middle sis was right. It was legal, at least for the moment. Supposedly, CBD can’t even get you the least bit high. That’s good. I didn’t want my sister out there making a fool of herself. I respect her, because out of all three of us, she’s the sane one. I didn’t need her changing on me!
Somehow, Shannon managed to get me to try the hemp cigarette she had hand-rolled. I used to smoke cigs in high school. I know, it’s a dirty habit, and that’s why I had quit. I took a pull and immediately choked. It smelled like marijuana. For a minute, I was freaking out, thinking Shannon was trying to hook me on drugs.
But after a few more minutes, I felt somehow different. Calmer. Like the ocean when the surf is lousy.
We smoked the entire “joint” together, and found that it was actually tolerable. Even so, I’m not keen on smoking anything, so in the future, I asked her to try some CBD powder with me.
The next week, we did just that. She mixed some white powder into our coffee. I liked it a whole lot more than smoking. I was still angry that she had persuaded me to smoke ANYTHING, since the last time I had smoked was over ten years ago.
The same effect quickly set in. I felt…relaxed. Kind of how I feel after a massage. My mind was clear, but my body felt somehow different. We took a high dose, but still, there were no mental effects. Since then, I share an “enhanced” coffee with my sis any time we hang out, which is about two to three times a month.
So far, I haven’t had a single bad experience. Is it worth it? I am not sure. It may just be a placebo effect that’s all in my mind. It’s nothing like having a beer, where I definitely know I’ve consumed something that is messing with my mind.
Will I ever go and buy this stuff on my own? Highly doubtful. But I now look forward to our bi-monthly CBD get-togethers. I think I’ve had more patience with my girls, but who knows? It may all be just an illusion. In any case, if you buy and try this stuff hoping to feel drunk or high, you will be in for a big disappointment. It just doesn’t do that. At all.
One warning: The flowers do smell like marijuana. And, I hate that smell. Plus, my husband came home and was like, “What in the world were you doing?” At first, he didn’t believe me, thinking I had turned into a druggie. He had never heard of CBD or hemp either. But after explaining, he quickly got the message. He knows I don’t take drugs, and never would take drugs.
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