Sentences with phrase «backyard when»

I was getting ready for bed on Saturday night and putting on my nightie before supervising the dogs» last noisy wee in the backyard when something bit me...
A tenant might be keeping a dog in their backyard when you've explicitly stated that no pets are allowed in the lease agreement.
I'm always amazed that agents don't even go out into the backyard when they do a listing presentation.
The Marr Ice Piedmont, the glacier behind our station, used to almost touch Palmer's backyard when the station was founded in the 1960s.
The dogs I am taking were left in a backyard when their owners foreclosed and left them there to fend for themselves.
ft in a backyard when his family moved out.
Argus was left in a backyard when his family moved out.
A Good Samaritan stepped in to save her when she found out Ridley would be left behind in the backyard when a family moved out of their house.
Davina Reed starts her day as any other, doing Chai Tai in her Illinois backyard when she receives a call from Keith Thorne, an unsavory acquaintance of her brothers.
I randomly found an evergreen bush in our backyard when I was thinking of how to fill this vintage toolbox.
A few weeks ago, my girls and I were playing in the backyard when my 5 year old started collecting some rocks and stones.
But in that moment in the backyard when my husband was describing a spontaneous makeout session, I felt exuberantly happy for him about his connection with someone else.
Dr. Jack Kruse: With my shoes off in the backyard when it's like 30 ° and 50 ° here.
Although Trump is fond of saying how he never loses, the billionaire suffered a defeat in his backyard when he sought to build a huge restaurant and banquet hall on Jones Beach, a public beach 40 miles east of New York City on Long Island.
I found an interesting article on the Quartz website that states parents place babies in their stroller and then leave the stroller outside of shops / restaurants, on their balcony, or in the backyard when their babies need to sleep.
I related to him the time that my child ran out into the backyard when it was time to go to school and climbed a tall willow tree and vowed to stay there all day.
These baby beach tents are ideal for trips with your tiny traveller, or for sun protection in the garden or backyard when at home.
It is easy to have a veggy patch in the backyard when you know that there is a fully stocked grocery store 5 minutes down the road.
Here are a few more tips for making sure your child stays safe in the backyard when playing outside:
One time, I found myself screaming at the top of my lungs simply because my girlfriend was doing so ~ and running from my steps to my backyard when I finally found out why she (we) were screaming!!
I'd never used mango in foods before this — although my family used to have a mango tree in our backyard when we still living at Sea Breeze Road, I'd only ever eaten mango as a fruit, or as dessert (like mango ice cream).
He greets me at the door, or comes running inside from the backyard when he sees me enter the house.
The same thing happens in my backyard when I take a moment to watch the sparrows dart, or out on the golf course when I forget the game and simply gaze at the beauty of the rolling landscape.
Hal and his dog Billy are playing in the backyard when a Super Hungry Dinosaur barrels in to eat Hal.
Most of «the religious», as you call them, believe that God is literally in their heart; that he is, in fact, literally everywhere and sees everything and is in the kitchen with them when they make pancakes in the morning, or in the car when they're driving to work, and, yes, even in their backyard when they're flipping burgers on the BBQ.
Mantel is playing by herself in the backyard when something causes her to look up, some trick of the light.
Stephon Clark was only 22 years old, the father of two sons, and was in his grandmother's backyard when he was riddled with bullets.

Not exact matches

When I tell people that I work remotely, and that I manage a team of remote workers from my backyard, I always get the same response: «how did you land that gig!»
In 2009 Sam Keats was a typical 26 - year - old roped in to help a family member undertake a backyard renovation when he stumbled on the idea which formed his now rapidly growing business.
When Mark Wallace joined Medgate as president and CEO, he decided he would host a company party in his backyard every summer.
There's more business out there than just in your backyard — especially when what you provide is something clients can't get locally.
I don't think God would think less of them... I don't have to go to church every Sunday to have a relationship with God... I can sit in my backyard and listen to the birds and the wind and have peace and serenity and a conversation with him... The whole point is, we are not the ones that are supposed to judge anyone... that's his place... not ours... when judgment day comes, he will be the one to say welcome, or turn us away...
When you fire up the backyard grill?
What a surprise when, after death, they end up in some strange gods backyard.
You greet the invisible fairy when you wake up, make them breakfast, play with them in the backyard etc..
But there remains the nagging question that never seems to go away when you are faced, as Bonhoeffer was, with a tyrant in your own backyard (not thousands of miles away) intent on destroying the world and annihilating all those who stand in his way.
This means, among other things, rising before dawn each day (Proverbs 31:15), submitting to my husband (Colossians 3:18), growing out my hair (1 Corinthians 11:15), making my own clothes, (Proverbs 31:22), learning how to cook (Titus 2:3 - 5), covering my head when in prayer (1 Corinthians 11:5), calling Dan «master» (1 Peter 3:5 - 6), caring for the poor (Proverbs 31:25), nurturing a gentle and quiet spirit (1 Peter 3:4), and camping out in the backyard for the duration of my monthly period (Leviticus 15:19 - 33).
Even though it is tempting to skip getting acquainted and building relationships and go straight to a group event, such as a backyard barbecue, we have discovered that the group events always function more smoothly when we know and have already established a relationship with everyone we invite to the event.
But when a crisis hit my backyard in the form of a flood that paused the life of thousands, I couldn't claim to follow a God who goes on rescue missions without being a part of one myself.
When we pick up Anne from school and Joe from preschool, we'll hang out in the backyard.
When I was a kid, a free - flowing river meandered its way through my backyard.
Additionally, this church practiced «public baptisms» (which usually meant in the tank on the church platform, almost always attended by the church folk) and «private baptisms» (by invitation only — usually in someone's backyard pool, and occasionally in the church baptistry at a time when no other function was scheduled at the church — and always followed by a «party» that included food).
We refrained from telling him how difficult maintaining one's personal grooming was, when the only running water available for a square block was a pump in the backyard of the shack we slept in.
We Americans can not recognize a true failure when that failure is in our own backyard.
So often we go looking for people to help and serve across town or around the world when the people God really wants us to love are under the same roof or over the backyard fence.
Some time ago, I was mowing my backyard on a Sunday afternoon when one of my neighbors, obviously a Calvinist, walked out of her house and spoke to me.
And when we just want to grill in our own backyard, I have used the product locator to find some stores where I can pick up Certified Angus Beef ® brand to make fabulous main courses like this...
I'm just excited that we will finally have a backyard for Oliver to run around in, a deck to enjoy when people come over and my big WHITE kitchen that I've been swooning over for years.
I haven't used a lot of them this season, mostly because I've been trying to keep up with our lemon tree in our backyard, but when I saw the gorgeous L'oranges at the McEvoy Olive Company's store (where they had just pulled them off their trees the day before) in the Ferry Building, I knew I had to snag some.
When I walked into the backyard carrying a basket of 48 oversized cookies, four litres of ice cream, and aluminum pie plates loaded with sprinkles, mini chocolate chips, and chopped Skor bars you can be sure I had everyone's attention.
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