That sounds like an introduction at a 12-step program: "I'm Mary Jane and I am a child of the 70s." Waiting to hear the drone of "Hi Mary Jane."
Back to my story...
Yes, I am a child of the 70s. As much as I hate to admit it, I'm 50 years old. I grew up in the 70s. Pot was widely available. I smoked a little in high school, but not that much. I was offered plenty; after all, I am a girl. Most guys I knew had access to pot and were more than willing to share it with me (and anyone else with breasts, I'm sure). I didn't much like pot back then. I'm too much of a dominating control freak, I suppose. I was more into white crosses.

Throughout my life I've had opportunities to enter the world of cannabis. I've have several guys who were tokers. My ex-husband indulged quite heavily when we lived in Arizona. Musicians are always good for a stash, and my drummer boyfriend was no exception. Another old boyfriend used to keep 3 types in his freezer: a creative strain, a happy strain, and a sleepy strain. I have no idea what strains those actually were, but they were fun. I remember recounting the details of the "Paul is Dead" Beatles conspiracy theory while under the influence.
Now, I feel like a total novice when it comes to marijuana. I've always been an advocate of legalization, but was never that into it personally. I think the last 1/4 ounce my husband bought has lasted us months. We have no idea what kind it is. I do know it's a lot stronger than what I remember from my youth.
So here I am... 50 years old and buying pot for the first time! I'm getting a crash course into the world of marijuana from some excellent teachers. I feel like a sponge, absorbing as much information as I can get. I had no idea there were so many different strains! I was amazed to discover there were 8 different cannabinoids in addition to THC. Last night I saw a high tech cloning machine.
Now I'm cautiously experimenting and documenting how various strains affect me. There have been some surprises... like my hot flashes and night sweats have subsided. My husband can actually snuggle with me in bed at night! There will likely be some duds... like the first strain I tried for relaxation and sleep made my heart pound. It's sort of exciting to think that maybe, in my own small way, by sharing my experiences I might contribute to the legalization effort.
I'll be letting you know how it goes!