Parents who Party

Now that they are retired, my folks party it up with booze probably 2 or 3 nights a week. As a kid growing up it was more like 2 or 3 times a month. My dad tried pot once and is about as against pot and other drugs as any person possibly could be. My mother has never smoked, but she doesn't really care that my brother and I do.

 

You could say my parents partied. They had spells they went through when we were younger. They smoked pot the whole time though, actually grew it for quite a while. Hahahaha, we had a hurricane hit once and knocked down all our crops. The only thing left standing in the field was this huge pot plant. It was hilarious.


Anyways, after I hit about 14 they started partying regularly again. My mom still does, but my dad has had to tone it down quite a bit since he got in trouble.

I won't say it didn't affect my life, because it did, but it didn't fuck me up mentally, emotionally, or any other way. They were never abusive or neglectful. In that sense I had very good parents. They did get annoying from time to time and some what embarrasing. LOL


I smoke with my parents and the first person I dropped acid with was my mother and some other people. They were never into hardcore drugs though. For quite sometime while growing up they were even secretive about their use of pot. I know that before they had us they both did major amounts of drugs.

 

Well, now I know we can't date, you must be my brother...

My parents partied a fair bit (no drugs) when I was younger, they were young. They would go to parties, or have friends over. They got all strict on my sis and me, then loosened up on my brothers, once we were out of the house.

edit: forgot to answer the original question....

I was unaffected by their fun. No big whoop.

 

hey,nothing says kinky more than a little incest

They accidetnly got me drunk at age 3...I kept going back and forth between the two at a party they had, getting sips at each place.....before long i was staggering around...best thing my parents ever did for me.

Other than that, they just did things like make me clean the garage when i got caught drinking, then they poured out their 15 bottles of liquor while I was doing it so when i walked in the trash was filled with bottles and the house reeked of alcohol

 

Haha, that's an interesting approach on teaching a kid a lesson about not drinking. My father loved his Scotch far too much though to ever do anything like that

 

I knew I was busted if I had to clean the garage.

My mom had become a puritan around that time, the alcohol was ancient because no one drank it except for my sister and I sneaking sips....sips of tequila followed by whiskey followed by gin...etc

 

my dad was a big partier back in the day.....he continued to smoke pot well after my mom and him got married...and sometimes i think he still would smoke pot if he was offered it to this day.....some of the best advice my dad ever gave me was..."you can do what you want, just don't get caught..."...hehe.....

my mom is not much of a partier....i'm sure she's tried pot before....but she just didn't do it nearly as much as my father.....

they have loosened up a bit since my sister and i are both out the house....my dad will drink the occasional beers and my mom will drink the occasional glass of wine or girly drink....

they have always been super accepting of the choices i've made in life....they realize that while i like to party, it doesn't rule my life.....my dad found my pot once and gave it back to me....and my mom has found/seen some of my pipes before and never said a word about it......

i've always felt blessed because my parents are so accepting of the choices i make and i know they love me and want the best for me....

i love hearing my dad tell stories about back in the day....i have this funny picture of him holding a joint with this big crazy grin on his face....i LOVE that picture....

 

My mom didn't start to party til I was like 16, and my sister was 13. By then, and this is her words, "I'm living the second half of my life." So what, that means her first half never happened? So for the last couple of years, I've been kind of watching out for my sister. Only recently has my mom started dropping back into mom mode. Alcohol+boyfriend+jealosy=huge arguments every night. Just a bad scene. Bad vibe.

 

theres parents who party and it kills them cause they just cant stop. but then the other parents who ust smoke and drink for fun and arent alcoholics or anying are cool.

 

From what I hear, my mom did some pot and drinking before I was born but pretty much quit. My dad, however, is a different story. Apparently he was into some pretty heavy stuff before I was born, like heroin and pills of some sort (he's never actually come out and told me the details, so I'm just picking up on what he and my mother have alluded to in the past), and a lot of drinking, but when I was born he might have stopped for a little while. Then my parents got divorced when I was four, and he started everything back up again. A lot of my early childhood memories are going with him to pick up drugs, or guns (he illegally bought/sold them I guess).. oh yeah, fun. And then when I was in fourth grade he got arrested for blowing pot smoke in a cop's face. Smart, eh?

Anyway, neither of them were abusive at all. Except for the fact that when I was around seven my dad knew about some ... uh, destructive things that were going on at his house and affected me, and later claimed not to know in order to save his own ass.

I know it could be much worse... my friend's father does a lot of pot, and both her parents drink and party a lot, and leave her to babysit for her two younger sisters, then get in trouble with the cops and it's this whole big mess.

 

yes i did, my father grew pot in our house and my mother would run off all the time to go do herion, and it was hell not fun. So me being a idiot i turned to drugs, but eventually got smart and quit everything.Im glad my kids have never seen me drink a beer or do anything for that matter.

 

my mum and dad were hard core Fundy Chrisitians so there parties consisted of coffee, tea and praising the Lord.

That didnt stop me from turning into a party animal, though.

 

my dad is extremely social, has lots of friends and goes out a lot. but never drinks and probably never touched any drugs
and my mom never partied, but she's very laid back.

 

PK's are usually the heaviest partiers i've ever seen. even if you're not EXACTLY a PK, you're close enough.