By and large, our family gatherings are not pleasant. We are the sort of family that loves each other long-distance, but up close all we do is fight. Once or twice a year we all meet up at Grandma’s house in the country. Sometimes it’s for a holiday or a birthday, sometimes it is just a reunion weekend for the siblings and their families. As I said, these are usually not very much fun for me… until recently. Over Christmas, I noticed a very chill vibe in the air, and later found out Grandma had been mixing cannabis into our meals. I was not the only one annoyed with all the arguments, it turns out, and Grandma had quite a gift for making cannabis edibles. I knew that Grandma had a little patch of marijuana plants on her property, but I never realized how good she was cooking with it! That’s the reason no one ever knew Grandma was high, because she never smoked cannabis she only ate it. And now all of us were eating small amounts of cannabis throughout the day, which is why everyone was so chill. I guess I should be mad at her, but it isn’t like cannabis is dangerous, and she didn’t give any to the children, just the awful adults. I told Grandma that I would keep her secret, but only if she gave me some extra cannabis that I could smoke on my own. She didn’t need to lie to me about the marijuana, I am a huge fan of smoking it.