I woke up with a wide smile on my face on Sunday morning. The light was just beginning to peek through the blinds as I immediately reached for my iphone to sign into skype, hoping to catch my husband before he went to sleep in the states. Next I reached for the last third of the kushdee and temple ball joint I had failed to finish the night before. Sweet limes, cloves, and spice filled my mouth and my head lightened as I felt a gently soaring lift. My iphone started buzzing at the same time, so I happily got to chatting with my Mr.
An hour later I hung up because my Mr needed to get to sleep and I was suddenly ravenous, and I made short work of a banana and peanut butter while I rolled a joint of Basjoe's cheese. As I rolled the weed the most heavenly warm oily cheddar smell filled my nose. When I licked the joint closed I couldn't resist taking a huge smell, savoring the olive oil, cheddar, and rosemary aroma. The smoke didn't disappoint either, with an oily cheddar flavor and a peppery lightly skunky finish that lingered pleasantly. Happy, stoney, giggly, and energetic the delightful buzz had me writing away, occasionally snapping a few pictures. I smoked about half the joint before hunger drove me back to the kitchen where I devoured an apple with more peanut butter and some cheese.
I decided to head out to the grocery store, as I wanted to pick up food to make a proper lunch for my Mr on Monday. (He was going to be in town just long enough for an 8-hour layover. I had big plans for a smoke filled fun fest at the apartment. Roast Chicken. Joints. Naked Party. Yay.) I smoked the rest of the cheese joint as I got ready, and headed down the stairs. Walked half a block before I realized I forgot my wallet, turned around, headed back. Got my wallet. Walked half a block before I realized that I forgot to put cash in my wallet, turned around, up the stairs again. Got my money. Walked half a block before I realized I really wanted coffee. Detoured to Solo. Decided to get 5 gs of the Temple Ball hash before I told everyone about it later that day.
Met the delightful fair-haired lady budtender, who made me a little emergency pack of papers and filters that came in handy later. Just before I ordered my coffee, I realized that I'd rather smoke weed than hash, but nothing on Solo's menu caught my eye. I decided to head to the grocery store and then smoke and make coffee at the apartment, but then I got a little lost and ended up in front of Bluebird. This was a place I had been meaning to get to for awhile, and it just seemed to serendipitous to pass up an opportunity to check it out.
The cafe counter is upstairs, and the dealer area is actually back out of view just to the side of the drinks bar. They have samples of all the weeds in a binder, and had a good selection of gear. The male budtender was really friendly.
"I'm a little hazed out, what do you have that's stoney?"
"Not much, unfortunately, everyone seems to be growing haze haze haze right now." He looked a little bummed. "The Candy Kush is good though."
"What about stoney hashes?"
"Not much there, hold on." He turned to head back into the dealer room.
"Oh, also, I'd like to see whichever you like better- the silver haze or super silver haze."
iPhone shot of Bluebird's Super Silver Haze
He came out of the room and set three beautiful freshly-packed open bags in front of me. Handing me one, I took a big smell. Lovely blueberry skunky funky aroma filled my senses.
"That's the Blue Cheese, it's a little stoney, nice right now, and really popular" he said.
"Yum." He handed me the Candy Kush. The smell was unbelievable-- chocolate, toffee, cherries, but dark dank and decidedly unsweet smelling.
"That, though, is even better right now." He said. I agreed, and said I would take it. He picked up the other two to put them away, which I thought was lovely and unpresuming. "Wait, I'd like to see the super silver haze too." He handed me the bag, which contained one beautiful bud which smelled enticingly of sour grape candy with a more subtly haze perfume. I ended up buying a 5e plastic grinder and nice 5e glass hash pipe there as well as a good coffee and fresh-squeezed juice. I sat down at the counter, overlooking the street, enjoying the stream of passerby as I rolled the super-silver haze.
Sticky with resin but perfectly cured it made a lovely fat joint. I was surprised to find the flavor tart and limey, as the smell really had me expecting grape. A bit mouth-puckering and lovely with a lingering haze flavor. The high was strongly elevating and hit with a stomach-churning intensity. This weed had some serious thc content to it, and a bright silvery visual component. Not for people who are tweaked out by racy weeds because this one actually elevated my heart rate both times I smoked it. I only smoked half the joint before I realized that I didn't have time to go grocery shopping before I had to get to Voyager's for the 12:00 crawl, so I relaxed until it was time to fly off for the next adventure.
and I couldn't agree more, stoner chicks rock, and this forum has the best ladies I've ever met. 
& great pic's 
It's like I'm a huge pothead or something...
(couldn't get the pipe pic to go , to be fair it's a bloody nice pipe