Sentences with phrase «get some fresh air over»

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I had plenty of left overs, so to keep it looking fresh I squeezed a little lemon into the tubberware and, using foil (all I had on hand) sealed it, making sure to push down so that no air could get in.

It sounds like Michigan coach John Beilein was just getting fresh air and not bar hopping Thursday night when he got lost trying to find his hotel after that big win over Wofford.

It's relaxing and a breath of fresh air to get out of the house for a bit, meet up with others, or have people over to our homes for fellowship.

Located just outside of the Scunthorpe dating scene the regency mansion is set in walled gardens and over 300 acres of country park giving you every opportunity to enjoy the fresh air and get to know each other better.

With over 500 acres of parkland and formal gardens you can enjoy the fresh air and take this opportunity to get to know each other a little better.

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The fighting genre got a breath of fresh air over two years ago when Capcom released Street Fighter IV.

When it's over, you'll be glad to get some much - needed fresh air, and head home to take a shower, and hope to wash away the bucket loads of revolting filth this film pours over you with unrelenting intensity.

Intrepid young heroes and ungossipy heroines triumphed over evil and got lots of fresh air, wholesome exercise and nutritious snacks in the process.

-- I spray dogs with Quantum 100 % Conditioning Spray for flea & tick prevention before walks — we get 2 daily walks / runs outdoors; fresh air; sunshine — I check the dogs over as best I can but they are very furry Chow & Eurasier dogs.

While she gets some things wrong (starting with the title that these approaches are «new» rather than something she ignored and fought against for well over a decade), the video was a breath of fresh air and an important contribution to the movement because of who she was and is, a key barometer of things to come, and one more nail in the coffin of the «catch and kill» paradigm of animal sheltering she used to epitomize.

Or get your dose of fresh air over cocktails at a new rooftop bar.

Unwind with holistic treatments from massages to facials and enjoy over 60 complimentary activities per week, like Tai Chi and aqua aerobics, or if you'd prefer to get some fresh air, take part in a tennis tournament or 5 - a-side football.

Consider spot - cleaning over a full wash or get rid of musty smells by letting your jeans get some sun and fresh air outside.

Get some fresh air, play a game of tennis, talk the setback over with a close friend.

It's pretty needless to say that smartphone design over the past couple years has gotten pretty stale ─ Google's Pixel design is proof enough of that ─ but we got a breath of fresh air last year with the Robin.

Overview Going through several resumes each day, hiring managers often get so tired of seeing the same formats and information over and over again that a standout resume is a breath of fresh air for them!

Going through several resumes each day, hiring managers often get so tired of seeing the same formats and information over and over again that a standout resume is a breath of fresh air for them!

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.