Not a parents story but still funny. This thread made me think about it.
On new years eve, probably 10 years ago, I went to a friends party. I knew my recently ex girlfriend was gonna be there, and would be trying to talk me into getting back together. All day, I told myself there is no way i'm getting back together with her. I took 4 hits of acid, an hour before the party. She was anti-drug, and claimed her last boyfriend, became addicted to ecstasy, and became and x junkie.8)
Now she was up my ass, the whole time, but had no idea I was tripping. Around 11:30 she asks if we can go outside and talk. I am undoubtedly in my peak then. I agree, with the hopes of setting her straight, telling her it's over for real. We step out on the porch, my back to the house, and her across from me. She's going on about love, and soul mates, ect. I'm hypnotized by the amazing xmas light display in front of me. Everything was frozen and glistening, the reflection of the xmas lights, put on a show for my eyes only. The neighbors had this 6ft tall, lit up red coca-cola bottle in their yard. As I stared at the sincerity in her eyes, out of the corner of my eye, this coke bottle slowly rose off the ground. It was wild. Once or twice she looked over her shoulder, to see what I was looking at. Well, like an asshole, I agreed to give it another shot. I was young, you live and learn.
I have tripped in front of my parents, and other friends parents, many times unknowingly to them. I wouldn't say my parents are cool with drugs. My dad will talk about windowpane acid from the 70's, and how he loved, but oddly enough, they have never said anything much about drugs at all. I remember coming home so fucked up, i was crawling down the hallway to my room. I walked in that house every night for years, smelling like a field of marijuana. Never a word. Not about drugs, but believe it or not, once my mother asked me if I had killed someone. ahhhh memories.
