How about Truvia?
Actually, he *did* need drugs for it. He needed them to make his body respond to the insulin.Yes, but he didn't need drugs.
Technically this is false, or at least it's only true for the first few months. It's good for babies to learn to sleep on their own as soon as they're able. And tuning out their crying is necessary when you sleep train them at around 6-8 months. (Also makes driving with a crying baby much easier.) My baby is going through some weird kind of leap where she is resisting sleeping on her own, at least during my shift (8pm-1am), but normally she sleeps quite well. I've had a few cats too, and although cats are nice, I've found babies much more fulfilling: their many benefits outweigh the drawbacks. Our species is still around so maybe that's one of the rare issues where my opinion is shared by the majority.Flyover, that is one of the reasons I never found babies appealing. You can't just put them out of the room and ignore them/tune them out like you can a cat or a dog.
You forgot to attach the picture...In high school I was in a rock band. I'm still friends with all those guys, though I'm closest with the drummer these days. Back when we were in the band, a mutual friend of ours came to every single show and -- I didn't realize this -- took pictures. That mutual friend and I lost contact after high school but he is still friends with the drummer, and I guess he dug up one of those old pictures and sent it to the drummer, who sent it to me on Friday.
So I probably spent half an hour over the weekend staring in disbelief at this picture from 20 years ago, of me on stage with my band of wayward teenagers. I remember the show; it was one of the last ones we played, and I'm pretty sure it was the last one we played at a proper venue, and we were all drunk and stoned and it wasn't a good performance. I was wearing sunglasses, ostensibly because of the spotlights but really just to look cool, and I didn't have contacts yet so on top of being inebriated I could barely see anything. How stupid I was. I'm glad I got to have that experience. And I still can't believe it's me there in the picture. It seems like something from someone else's life.
Then my two older kids came home today (they were at my in-laws across the state so my wife and I could celebrate our 10 year anniversary on Friday and only have to worry about the baby) and I showed that picture to my eldest and at first she couldn't figure out which person in the picture was me, and then she couldn't believe it was me. But then she figured I'm not lying so that really is me, and she was asking me what it was like to be in the band and stuff, playing music with other people, etc. It really is I think the most fun thing I could do, and if for some reaosn I had to drop all my hobbies but one, I'd drop woodworking to keep playing music.
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