The Handicapped...

So after school today, it's raining. Joe calls and says Savoys! Happy Hour!

Alright! I think, sounds great!

We go, usual crowd we hang with..and a new girl who is very cool..They are all drinking, I'm happy to drink my soda and chat..but then it gets down to the END of happy hour and what's next..Erin's house! Movies and alcohol! So I'm tired, thinking ehh..Joe wants to go..if I can just come home (right now) and chill for a few, I'm good to go..

Joe calls Erin, we are coming..then there is me..the handicap.."I have soda, if thats ok, we have this beer and that beer and this alcohol..blah blah" I don't like to drink out..am I some kind of handicap?? That's ok...really, soda is fine..no need to fuss over the one who doesn't drink outside the comfort of her own deck when she has to drive..and unbeknownst to many of them, I could probably drink them under the table in shots! LOL! So what to do??

The answer is simple..celebrate by "other means" before leaving the house to go out..I can have my fun too ;)