Pablo Escobar's son chooses his own legacy.
This, my friends, is perseverence.
I couldn't agree more with Sally Quinn on this. Who are these codependent people that go out just to talk to each other?
I don't agree with her here, though; Ruth Marcus is right on.
Who is raising all these people in barns?
Here's a newspaper-cutting-back story that fails to move me.
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As a somewhat shy person, I wouldn't describe myself as co-dependent on my husband, but I don't like to sit apart from him at dinner parties, simply b/c I feel awkward w/ meeting new people, and his presence helps me be more comfortable in those kinds of situations.
However, since he works weird hours I often have to attend events alone, and I've found that I can easily achieve the same level of comfort w/ 2 glasses of wine. :)
Oh, and yes, my social life suffered mightily while I was pregnant and couldn't drink.
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