Sentences with phrase «get to bed with»

I still favor to get to bed with a thick book.

So, if you're nearing the end of your pregnancy get to bed with your partner and start to benefit of this big bonus that sex can give you.

At which point I'd obviously get to bed with her comfort her n go back to co sleeping!!

Grant Shapps: «In his conference speech [the PM said] that you vote for Farage, you got to bed with Farage and wake up with Ed Miliband.»

It's a little step up from the likes of the Galaxy S8 and HTC U11, getting me to bed with 20 - 25 % battery left in the tank on most days.

Not exact matches

While finding a comfortable bed that allows you to get enough sleep comes with obvious health benefits, don't neglect the rest of the furniture you use every day.

I've written how my one - minute wake - up, including waking up, getting up, making my bed, and crossing my room to the alarm within 60 seconds begins my day with purpose.

In a Facebook Live session with Jerry Seinfeld, the Facebook cofounder and CEO tells the comedian that the very first thing he does in the morning, even before he gets out of bed to use the bathroom or puts in his contact lenses, is check his phone.

This may also be the first time you get to pick out bedding for yourself, rather than living with what your mom chose or what was handed down from someone else's bed.

Attempt to get at least 7 hours of sleep per night with the goal of going to bed and getting up at the same time each day.

Given that Bell recently got into bed with Rogers to buy the Maple Leafs, is a quid - pro-quo with the CRTC on throttling and usage - based billing really that unlikely?

If the Oracle of Omaha doesn't want to get into bed with private equity, why should the state pension fund?

Get to bed earlier and plan your evenings with a powerful morning in mind.

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«Get in bed with someone like [Evans] now so you got complete access to a kid... because if the coach says nobody can come around — can't nobody f — ing come around,» Dawkins said, according to the complaint.

It's imperative that Apple get in bed with Verizon very soon so that they can force both Verizon and AT&T to change their oppressive tendencies.

They took me to lunch, they did my hair (in fact they consulted with my dermatologist as to what they could or couldn't do), and when I couldn't get out of bed they brought lunch over and made me laugh.

After Nava got out of bed, he walked into the kitchen and asked to speak with Professor George alone.

If «begging» is required to get the god to give mercy that god is behaving just like a spoiled child with a hammer — looking down at an ant bed and judging which ants get smashed and which get to survive.

Wonk, with respect... prostate or colon cancer is not something you can get by the choices in your life in the same way as choosing to go to bed with a guy.

When, at sixteen, I ceased to go to Mass, the family chid me with laziness, an unwillingness to get out of bed.

I've had conversation after conversation after conversation with women who struggled with their sexuality even after getting married — even though the marital bed was sanctioned and holy and they were with a good man, many women I know struggled with wanting sex, struggled with not feeling dirty for wanting it, struggled with being able to have a healthy sexuality within marriage.

Those feelings may even carry on until your wife gets diagnosed with cancer, or your child is infected with lime disease and can't get out of bed to attend school, or anything else.

As I've put it to «progressive» friends: if you weren't used to this religion from growing up with it, would you get out of bed on Sunday morning for it?

I still use TV to avoid reality, I watched Big Bang Theory last night and Two and a Half men, drank a couple beers, played a Need for Speed viideo game with my kid and went to bed to get up and work my butt off.

They deserved their success, and they deserve what's happening to them now for getting into bed with a hate group.

The theme of «satanic verses,» which Rushdie first develops with Gibreel insinuating his own ideas into the mind of prophet Mahound, now blossoms as poisoned ivy under Gibreel's feet: «Violets are blue, roses are red / I'll get her right in my bed,» the reference being to Allie Cone, Gibreel's English paramour.

God hates the sin but loves the sinner and none of are the Judge (I am not condoning gayness but trying to get everyone to see, in accordance with the bible, how God could take one or two men in bed if they believe and have faith in Him as their Lord and Savior).

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.

The parables disclose with what pleasure and tolerance he surveyed the broad scene of human activity: the merchant seeking pearls; the farmer sowing his fields; the real - estate man trying to buy a piece of land in which he had secret reason to believe a treasure lay buried; the dishonest secretary, who had been given notice, making friends against the evil day among his employer's debtors by reducing their obligations; the five young women sleeping with lamps burning while the bridegroom tarried and unable to attend the marriage because their sisters who had had foresight enough to bring additional oil refused to lend them any; the rich man whose guests for dinner all made excuses; the man comfortably in bed with his children who gets up at midnight to help his importunate neighbor only because he despairs of getting rid of him otherwise; the king who is out to capture a city; the man who built his house upon the sand and lost it in the first storm of wind and rain; the queer employer who pays all of his men the same wage whether they have worked the whole day or a single hour; the great lord who going to a distant land entrusts his property to his three servants and judges them by the success of their investments when he returns; the shepherd whose sheep falls into a ditch; the woman with ten pieces of silver who, losing one, lights the candle and sweeps diligently till she finds it, and makes the finding of it the occasion of a celebration in which all of her neighbors are invited to share — and how long such a list might be!

5Which of you who has a friend will go to him at midnight and say to him, «Friend, lend me three loaves; 6for a friend of mine has arrived on a long journey, and I have nothing to set before him»; 7and he will answer from within, «Do not bother me; the door is now shut, and my children are with me in bed; I can not get up and give you anything».

I had originally emptied out a large suitcase and turned it into a makeshift Moses basket for him [Brown Owl would have been proud] but I got so many comments and Lady Bracknell impersonations [yes that's right, I put my baby to sleep in a suitcase and pushed a copy of my racy novel around in his pram] that I abandoned the plan and brought him into bed with me instead.

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.

Mrs. Card knew where her husband had been all night — because he'd been with her — and it turns out that the caller had slept with a man who claimed to be the famous novelist in order to get her into bed.

U r laying in the bed with the flu and a 103 degree temperature do u think that person is able to get up..

Costello inspires me to imagine what a wonderful sign of the Kingdom it would be if Christian volunteers in every city in America got up in the middle of the night to welcome convicts home with a warm bed and some of the scraps from a fatted calf.

More than just beds to sleep on, they invited us to eat dinner with them and drew us all sorts of maps so we wouldn't get lost going out at night.

Well I've got to go to bed so I wanted to end the evening with a couple of thoughts.

When she was under one year old, we took turns getting up with her those first few nights, and tried to keep her awake as long as possible near bed time.

I got home early to set up our playroom with a cozy bed, pillows and books for her.

Read this post while lying in bed trying to get up this morning and once I did, I couldn't wait to get stuff done so I could go play in the kitchen with all this yummy - ness!

With more than 20 grams of protein per bowl and a rich, chocolate flavor, it's a breakfast that will make you want to get out of bed even on the coldest...

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.

FAVORITE!!!!!!!!!!! Now if I were still in school, I would abhor this part of the summer because I always hated school, but if I had these recipes — They would motivate me to get out of bed in the morning to deal with school days!

It's a chance for me to dabble with recipes that will entice my kid to get out of bed and head my way.

So, as Ben comes to bed much later than me, I've set him the task of putting the oats in the slow cooker before he comes to bed with the hope that they will be delicious and ready by the time I get up for work.

I thought it would be perfect for my husband who's sick with the flu right now, but he's TOO sick to get out of bed, and too nauseous to eat.

Now it's time to get up and play», even talked and joke with me while I accompanied her several times back to bed.

Instead, the fish is piled onto a bed of greens with tons of other fun ingredients like avocado, olives, and grilled zucchini for a much more refreshing way to get your omega - 3s.