Sentences with phrase «by catching up on some blog»

Once home I normally work by catching up on blog posts and editing video content, but I generally don't see this as work and find it relaxing as it's my passion.

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By simply dropping the dough instead of rolling and cutting, these can be made in around 15 minutes ~ just the amount of time you need to sear your meat, set the table, make a salad, catch up on your blog reading... or whatever you need to do.

Once that point rolls around (it varies day - by - day), I'm usually catching up on the news or my favorite blogs while Issey preps dinner.

I am new at this and was caught out by the crash but I'm up and running now though I have no idea how to make a sticky on my Blog.

If I'm sitting by her this isn't a problem because I can catch her, but sometimes she wants to sit up while I am doing other things like cleaning the kitchen or working on a blog post... these things don't just write themselves.

Anyway, the other day I was catching up on my blogs and couldn't believe it when I saw this post by Miriam of Kafferepet.

Although my own blogging has been sporadic lately due to personal reasons, not a week goes by that I don't take the time to catch up on my own favorite blogs.

Posted by Victoria Strauss for Writer BewareToday I thought I'd be writing a blog post and catching up on Writer Beware correspondence.

From inkpop on twitter, I picked up a helpful blog entry by author Jennifer Castle titled, «Catching an Agent's Attention with a Good Query Letter.»

If you missed our step - by - step blog post on how to brush a difficult dog's teeth, be sure to catch up here.

Hands down, the thatched roof palapa by the infinity pool at Victoria House was one of my all time favorite places to catch up on writing blog posts, surfing the net or catching up on reading.

Before heading out to one of our recent forays, I caught up on the news on the well known climate blog, «Watts Up With That» and read the 10/39/17 article, How Google and MSM Use «Fact Checkers» to Flood Us with Fake Claims by Leo Goldsteiup on the news on the well known climate blog, «Watts Up With That» and read the 10/39/17 article, How Google and MSM Use «Fact Checkers» to Flood Us with Fake Claims by Leo GoldsteiUp With That» and read the 10/39/17 article, How Google and MSM Use «Fact Checkers» to Flood Us with Fake Claims by Leo Goldstein.

Even a short coffee break to catch up on blogs or read a few magazines helps to assure me I'm not just creating a big unnecessary mess for myself by tearing apart my home, but I'm preparing our family for the next adventure ahead.

I had forgotten just how gorgeous and inspiring your blog is... so lovely to drop by and catch up on your posts.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

Call it week 31 of the one room challenge... (if you're new here, this room was part of a decor blog link up challenge to re-do one room in six weeks, the reveal date coincided with our real life moving date - in retrospect, not the best planning on my part, but you can catch up with all that design drama including sources and before and afters — here) Finally, here's the pretty reveal (complete with professional photos by Nicole Cohen) that I wish I could've posted back in November - better late than never!