I had lunch with-my easy child yesterday at a local Mexican restaurant. We don't get to do that very often. She casually mentioned to me that a friend of hers, S., was upset because easy child skipped her birthday party and went out with-her boyfriend instead. I don't particularly like this friend anyway so I was thinking, oh, good, easy child is getting choosey. But easy child said she skipped it mainly because one particular friend, A., was going to be there. A. smokes pot, and is very pushy and has tried to get easy child to do it. She drives 100 mph, does anything to get attention, and failed a class or two last yr. She no longer goes to their school but invites herself to all the parties and dances. In fact, she invited herself to Homecoming ... she called up a boy and literally told him to invite her so she could go. easy child no longer speaks to her. A has got a long list of other nasty behaviors I won't go into here. easy child said she told S. that the reason she didn't want to go was because there would be drugs. S. replied that easy child didn't have to partake of them; she could show up anyway. easy child said no, she didn't want to be around them at all. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy, easy child!!! She hates it when people are mad at her. She wants to be everyone's friend. This was very hard. But she is finally realizing (with-a bit of help from husband and me) that there are some people you truly don't want to be friends with-because they have such diff values. I asked her if she wanted to buy S. a birthday gift anyway and she said yes, so we went to Target and bought a hoodie sweater. This way she is hoping to make it clear that she really did want to celebrate S's birthday, but did not want to be around pot smokers. I'm curious as to S's reaction. by the way, we took a family trip to Belgium last summer and took a side trip to Holland. You couldn't walk 2 blks in Amsterdam with-o having someone walk by who reeked of pot. I personally hate the smell--sickly sweet. easy child and difficult child both said, "What is that smell?" just as a bizarre, drunk-acting young couple walked by us. I said, "Grass." difficult child was confused so I said, "Pot." easy child simplified it further: "Marijuana." Ohhh, difficult child knew what that was, LOL! Saved me zillions of hrs of parental lectures, LOL!