I love the way they look and feel and always think I want to
do it for our bed, but I've admitted that's not going to happen.
It's what
I do for our bed and just looks so fresh and clean.
If you came expecting to see some crazy Halloween look I'm sorry to disappoint you today I'm starting the week showing you my latest go - to hair -
do for those bed head days.
Your shadow will learn exactly what
you do for bed.
One thing
we do for our bedding is to have an inexpensive or older secondary light weight throw, coverlet or blanket I throw over the bed for the dogs.
Not exact matches
You should
do what's best
for you —
for example, Entrepreneur staff writer Nina Zipkin spent a month trying to go to
bed and wake up earlier (up by 6:30 a.m.), and found it wasn't
for her.
When you have two invitations
for the same time, and one is another BS industry drinking mixer, and the other is your
bed for eight hours of uninterrupted sleep,
do what I call «playing the tape forward.»
Not only
did the agreement place Simmons mattresses in Starwood properties across the world, but Westin (and later other Starwood brands) agreed to market and sell these
beds itself
for home use.
Content is key, yes, but you don't pay that kind of money and get into
bed with a hated nemesis
for just any content.
Hoteliers don't see the other's failure as their success or vice versa, and know it's better
for the whole business if every tourist gets a
bed.
By 8:30 a.m. (the time I usually ended up rolling out of
bed), I had read several chapters of a good business book, listened to part of a podcast, spent time in prayer,
done some P90X Yoga, and worked on a side - project that I'd been «too busy» to work on
for years.
With good care, metal
bed frames will look nearly new
for years and don't get as much damage from bugs, cracks, and so forth as wooden
bed frames.
You don't have to buy organic dog food, or let it sleep in your
bed, or take it
for regular visits to a dog psychologist.
This web of associations develops over time as you use an object (think of how experts recommend that you don't use your
bed for nearly anything besides sleep so that your body learns to associate the space with rest and begins to unwind as soon as you lie down).
According to a review from Sleepopolis, the Sapira mattress is perfect
for couples who have totally different sleeping positions, those who don't have a single preferred position, and anyone who moves a lot in
bed.
For many workers now, a laptop is all you need to
do your job anywhere — on the bus, at a coffee shop, at home, or in
bed.
On average, hospitals that achieved savings with the bundled model were larger with an average of 301
beds compared to 230
for hospitals that
did not achieve savings, and had higher patient volumes.
«Just the realization that millions of people would
do anything to see their kids sleep
for a night in your
bed, or wish that they could eat those vegetables you just trashed, would
do our planet a world of good.»
If and when dragging yourself out of
bed just feels draining, you're
done for sure.
Nor
did I like lying awake in strange hotel
beds in foreign countries waiting
for the sun to come up because I was nervous about an important meeting or suffering from jetlag.
Airbnb, in particular, has stressed its collection of hotel taxes in cities as proof of its generosity and civic engagement, even though it's simply
doing something that regular
bed and breakfasts — to say nothing of hotel chains — have
done for decades.
A Deloitte survey found that
for many smartphone users, checking social media apps are the first thing they
do in the morning — often before even getting out of
bed.
Does it not enable a test
bed for economic theories?
«While the government
does need to look at expanding the number of
beds available
for people with dementia, they should start with taking action and improving the
beds our health care system actually
does have.
Sure, it's pretty boring (
do so when you're getting ready
for bed, and are having trouble falling asleep).
I
do eblieve Moses was a hypocrite and an true Joo who took advantage of the opportunity of making a feather
bed for himself by taking things he learned from the Egyptian book of the dead and preaching them to his Jooish buddies like a tru Joo his istinct of being a predator came out.
We all knew that dad was going and in the last few days, he was going throught the process of death and didn't speak, move or recognize us,
for the exeption of sitting up in
bed calling my sister by her name and removing her face from his view as if he was perfectly healthy again.
And I am thankful
for my spouse who knows what he's
doing and who treats me wonderfully, ini and out of
bed.
If you get sick, you can actually lay in
bed and get well without feeling like you HAVE to get up and
do for your family because no one else can / will.
And even if some may be intellectually «healed» by coming to understand the way historicist thought has warped their expectations and ideas, why
do we act as if we expect all to be well once respect
for Marx and Hegel is put to
bed?
I don't believe in God, vampires, Santa Claus, leprechauns, monster under my
bed, talking horses, unicorns, elves, and a thousand other things, all
for the exact same reason: I see nothing whatsoever to suggest any of them exist.
After reading Faithful Families (and dog - earing nearly every page
for Dan), I felt relieved — relieved I didn't have to understand theodicy before praying a simple blessing over my son's
bed at night, relieved I didn't have to know all the answers before staring in awe into a starry sky, relieved I didn't have to be free of doubt to be full of gratitude at our family's «gratitude café.»
nothing worse then marring some one and finding out you don't enjoy them in
bed, and have horrible sex
for the rest of your life... it leads to divorce.
If you know you only have two hours of time to write after the kids go to
bed or while your dad is at his physio appointment or thirty minutes on your lunch break (been there
for all of those), you can't use that time to
do all the other stuff like finally completing a will like you've always meant to
do or you can spend it
doing quizzes on Buzzfeed.
But I've got to go to
bed, I
do work
for a living, ya know!
People were paying exorbitant rent
for filthy oneroom properties with
bed - bug infested mattresses, showers that didn't work and no kitchen facilities.
While I
do not want to prejudge you with your recent «revelations» as to what you believe describes the «two men in a
bed» or «two women at the mill grinding,» I think before anyone interprets this as Jesus not judging one because of their sexual orientation, but obviously of their faith in what Jesus
did for them on the Cross, we also need to look at what the Apostle Paul wrote under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit.
I find it a good wind - down
for the day, and he
does not bring up all the problems in the world just before
bed.
Our little town didn't have any motels and there weren't enough
beds in family homes
for everyone to get their own
bed, so every
bed was filled with adults, men with men and women with women.
I still kept a round of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms of thunder, my religion would not
do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations of my associates, and my fondness
for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness
for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes
for some hours after I had gone to my
bed.
I pray
for courage to rise up in you so that you can get up out of
bed for another day and
do what you need to
do to carry on.
/ See yourself
doing this relaxation - mental imagery exercise three times a day
for five to fifteen minutes — in the morning on rising, at noon after lunch, and at night before going to
bed — staying awake and alert as you
do it.
If he comes to him at midnight and says to him, My friend, lend me three loaves,
for a friend of mine on a journey has come to me,, and I have nothing to offer him — the man within the house will answer, Don't bother me; the door is locked, and my children are in
bed with me; I can not rise and give you bread.
I tucked her into
bed with us, I got out my old baby carrier, I was ready to
do what I always
did for babies because babies are my jam.
We didn't have
beds for them; they just slept on the couch and in the kitchen, saying, «We're not leaving you alone.»
When I go to
bed at night, I'm not visited by the «ghosts» of people I abused, neither
do I have to worry about standing before the judgment seat of God to answer
for that.
I'm guessing the potential
for injury from a
bed of nails has something to
do with the sharpness of the nails and how far apart they are from each other.
Pray
for what you've
done — the diligently muddied, the scrubbed — and left undone — wine on the sheets, under - the -
bed socks.
There have been times in my life when
for weeks I
did not want to get out of
bed.
I sat there on the
bed for a while, and then I
did seek out my brother and apologize to him, and we all sat down quietly
for lunch, and nothing else was ever said about this, until now, in this small essay; but the thought occurs to me that in a lot of ways I have been sitting on that
bed ever since, pondering the way lies come so easily to our lips and spin so easily out of our ostensible control, and stab the innocent, and dilute respect, and poison love, and tear at what we so much wish to be, which is honest and gracious and reverent.