Sentences with phrase «back in its bed of»

My father dropped the last Newfoundland back in its bed of shavings.

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Analytica say this feature alone could save Hospitals thousands of dollars in lost nurse time by avoiding the need for multiple return visits to a patient's bed to check if the medicine has passed through the drip before turning it back on again.

I would have an almost queen - size bed in the back (they can't call it a full queen - size bed because the curves of the Airstream demand pleasing curves along the mattress, and the rounded corners disqualify), and Miguel would sleep up front on a really soft, fake - leather couch that converted to a double bed.

After two and a half years of a cramped existence defined largely by the pain in his back and arms — he says he used to lie in bed for hours pressing a spot on his forearm, imagining he had a button there that could shut the pain off — Rahimi is largely pain free.

In the body of the e-mail, Yaffe wrote «Just wanted to follow - up with you and put this to bed ASAP... In a perfect world would love to have you wire him back $ 170,000 and gift him 15,000 shares of Retrophin stock and that would fulfill the note obligation and more importantly doing the right thing and manning up as we spoke about.»

«It's time to put the bed back in church and God back in the bed because God is the one that thought sex up,» says Ed Young, senior pastor of Fellowship Church.

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«I might get thousands of compliments while I am here in Europe on this tour and I will be in front of large crowds of people and they will clap and cheer and adore me, but when I go to bed at night, I give it back to God.»

By ignoring the Sunday morning wake - up call for church and turning over in bed, we are turning our back on Our Lord Jesus Christ, and His gift to us of His Body and Blood.

15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sworIn a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sworin a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sword.

STONER»S PRAYER Now I pass out into sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Grant no other stoner take My weed and bong before I wake Keep me safely in thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - AnonymoIn a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymous

You're a product of the Catholic church's brainwashing (who have been «in bed» with government and the money - handlers going back centuries.

And I also know that by 2:42 a.m. when all has been restored and babies are sleeping again and the window is cracked open for a bit of fresh air, when we are back in our bed and quietly groaning at how over-the-puking-thing we both are by now, it's then, when he reaches out for me and moves the hair back off my neck before resting his calloused hands on the baby still growing within me, when the baby rolls up against his palm, and he whispers, «hey, you» quietly, it's in that moment that I think the love we make or find or reimagine at the unexpected moments is still the sweetest.

Milne responds by raising his glass and toasting the end of a system of «arch dukes and top hats» who led millions of young men to the slaughter while they slept in warm beds back in England.

My husband Dan went in for a check - up the other day, and came back with strict instructions from his doctor to eat a bowl of ice cream before bed every night.

A home owner in Texas shot and killed his neighbor's gardener who was cleaning a flower bed under a window... The neighbor said he thought the gardener was trying to rob the house... Under the laws in Texas it is legal to kill someone if you think you, or someone else is in danger... this covers property to... The Governor even spoke up in support of the shooter... He was not charged with shooting another man in the back... and killing him... where is common sense... How many innocent people are killed by guns...

Sigh... if it weren't midnight, and I wasn't heading to off to bed knowing I'll be up every two hours all night long with my baby daughter, I might do a little more in terms of backing up my idealistic, Polly - Anna comments.

I recall, back in the early 1970s, a lot of self - disciplined formality, emphasized by starched aprons and even - more - starched nurses» caps, iron beds inherited from the wartime army, tightly made up with white sheets and gray blankets, and thick cups of tea in the recovery room afterwards.

Waking up fairly early, knowing I'm going to see light from sunrise to sunset, a challenging class of yoga, cycle to brunch and finding a spot in the sun somewhere outside, walking through a new part of London, meeting friends in the evening for a catch up, cooking a new dish back home and then a cup of fennel tea before bed.

You've gotten through two days of early alarms, sleepy cups of coffee, wobbling ankles in heels at 6:30 am (me every morning), and early work calls that just make you want to crawl back into bed with the covers over your head.

In my mind, I'm one of those people that wakes up, makes a leisurely breakfast, goes back to bed to eat it while sipping coffee and flipping through a magazine.

We've been sleeping more than usual (I actually went to bed with Matthew at 7 pm earlier this week, waking only long enough to scarf down a tiny bowl of pasta for dinner before drifting off to la - la - land again), eating our collective weight in local ice cream, and touring small, nearby towns in the afternoons before heading back to the cottage for happy hour snack time.

Not in the «I'm ready to crawl back in bed» way, but just a satisfied, full of energy, kind of way.

I love getting up to make breakfast just to craw back in bed after with a cup of coffee - or prosecco if you're feeling frisky.

For weekend mornings, I highly recommend doing as I do, and popping your taters in the oven while you head back to bed with a good book and a cup of coffee for forty - five minutes or so, while they begin to manifest their sweet, oozy, fragrant deliciousness.

There's nothing quite like waking up to the smell of pancakes and then snuggling back in bed with them.

When the alarm buzzes at 5:40 am, I groggily pull myself out of bed and go through the motions, but my pace is slow and my mind is still back in bed, resting under the sheets.

I've also found that having a snack (e.g. almonds or almond butter) right before bed helps with my sleep, and that if I wake up in the middle of the night hungry, having a small snack helps me to fall back to sleep easier.

So I think it's safe to say I'd be doing myself (and my neighbors) a favor if I was back in bed and not sitting in front of my laptop.

I ate mine on a bed of butter leaf lettuce to hold back on carbs in evening!

Things wrapped up late (my kids back in NYC were getting up when I was going to bed), but before I Ubered it back to my hotel, I asked Jeannette if she'd still be holding court at the end of the bar like she has for years.

However, while the exposed white rock maple tongue - and - groove plank hardwood floor of the skating rink exists even today, the modern incarnation of the Hatt Building is home to a group of elite hotel rooms, each boasting a King canopy bed, fireplace and slipper - backed tub as well as a separate walk - in shower and comfy sitting area with lounge chairs and a velvet ottoman that make these cozy yet elegant rooms an ideal retro retreat.

Even now (and I've been out of the house for a LONG time) when I go back to my childhood home (where my parents still live) I take in everything you mentioned - the smell, the hight of the sink and bed, etc..

Of - course this is all very hypothetical but we can't blame Spurs fans if they go to bed tonight dreaming of seeing Bale back in a lily - white strip next summeOf - course this is all very hypothetical but we can't blame Spurs fans if they go to bed tonight dreaming of seeing Bale back in a lily - white strip next summeof seeing Bale back in a lily - white strip next summer.

In Oruro, Bolivia, Cougar safety Scott Peterson was lying diagonally on his undersized bed under flypaper spattered with casualties, listening to the Armed Forces Radio broadcast of the game and biting back the black wish that his teammates not win it all without him.

To get back at half four in the early hours of Friday morning — by the time they got to bed it was six, and they had to sleep all of Friday.

The bad news is that I'm coughing regularly and probably starting the chest cold that has had my wife in bed all weekend (and, no, in her current condition she is NOT hot...) Airborne zinc lozenges, and vitamin C are already on board and will alternate with the brewskis for at least the next several couple of days (then back to work on Wednesday, I hope...) My favorite line from Animal House is definitely in order...

Hardly had Douglas been counted out in the third round of last Thursday night's fight at the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas, when Holyfield was off dancing, first in his dressing room, then at a victory party at Caesars Palace and later at Botany's, a disco, until nearly 3 a.m. Afterward, it was back to his room at the Mirage, but not to bed.

I didn't think waking up once in the middle of the night affected you that much but holy moley, getting up for 30 minutes in the middle of the night to feed and go back to bed, I was sleeping about 12 hours a night but it was interrupted sleep.

Disclaimer — I had to help get my kids ready for bed around the 3rd inning and didn't come back until the 5th but in the first he made two bad pitches and paid the price with two doubles and one of the runs probably scored because of a terrible route run by Tucker.

McIlroy took time out over the weekend to share his fears for the future of his Nike stablemate, who remains bed - ridden after undergoing yet another operation on his back, the third in almost two years.

That might be under - stating the problems felt at the back as a result of injury problems and bedding - in the last - minute signings (not to mention the fact that neither Mertesacker or Santos were around at the beginning of the season), and was probably intended as a vote of confidence in a line - up plagued by injuries.

Chances are that we won't have anyone back by then — perhaps a couple of the Euro contingent could be on the bench — and any new signing (stop laughing at the back) would have to be bedded in, so it is an awkward situation all round.

So back to yesterday morning and as I lay in bed the realisation of how far we had fallen came.

Even the ones that I consider not so great parenting (putting kids to bed with a bottle, letting them in the back of the cart) would not make my list of «biggest mistakes».

While I would not choose to rock climb with my child on my back, I also wouldn't nurse my child until age 5 or have him / her sleep in the same bed with me until age 5 or allow him / her to eat fast food or a lot of other actions that other parents might do.

Depending on where you hurt and what sort of trouble you have going on (breathing difficulty, heartburn, back and hip aches, bone pain in general), you may need to try a few positions with pillows, or even a new place to sleep if your bed is just not working out.

In bed, I'll try not to be too pushy by just a gentle rub of her shoulder, hip or back and peck a few kissed on her head or neck.

After weeks of many, many, many contractions each day, and many moments of thinking we were in full - on labor (oh... the birthing tub that was filled up and then drained so many times by my sweet husband)... the actual day of labor amounted to a total of 43 minutes from the time I woke up with a start until I was snuggled back in bed with a baby.

when hubby comes in we make time for intimacy before we go to bed and because my LO went to sleep peacefully and trusts we are there for him, when he wakes up n the middle of the night unless sick, he gets himself back to sleep.