Sentences with phrase «good at bed»

I have started drinking lemon and honey with lukewarm water early in the morning and at bed time.It's improving my digestion.Is it also good at bed time?

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Giving employees a day at home allows them to better integrate their home and work lives — for example, they might be able to put their young children to bed due to the lack of an evening commute — and will make them grateful.

I still aspire to do the very best job I can, but I don't obsess over it and lie in bed at night beating myself up when I make a dumb mistake.

The investment in telemedicine will save the company from building many new hospital beds, and make better use of the ones it has, said Guy Glorioso, director of virtual care at the organization.

Besides what experts call good «sleep hygiene» -; not drinking caffeine at night, turning off the TV before bed, sticking to a sleep schedule -; the key may be rethinking your schedule to work shorter, smarter hours and actually leave the office closer to on time (after all, Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg manages it).

Below are the nine most popular online mattress startups and a cheat sheet of what they're good at, so you'll save time and still get the bed of your dreams.

Sugar before bed is not only a big no - no in terms of energy and sleeplessness, but it can also mean that the metabolism isn't at its best when it comes to breaking down the fat.

A lot of cryptocurrency investors went to bed last night feeling pretty good, as bitcoin rose as high as $ 9,700 on at least one exchange.

She looked intently at the foot of the bed and said, «Well, hello there!»

But when she went to bed at night, Sparks felt an absence of purpose: «My parents taught me to leave things better than I found them,» she remembers.

And at the same time, I see our homes and our travels, our tears and our laughter, I see him standing in the room and weeping over tea - towels with never - babies inside, and I see us holding the now - growing - up babies as they learn to walk, and I see him looking at me across our old bed that he built with his own hands and I see us as kids and I see us as lovers and I see us as best friends, and I see us just last night as we staggered through a sleepless night with lanky kids who couldn't sleep well and I think, God, we grew up together.

At first sight, beings and their destinies might seem to us to be scattered haphazard or at least in an arbitrary fashion over the face of the earth; we could very easily suppose that each of us might equally well have been born earlier or later, at this place or that, happier or more ill - starred, as though the universe from the beginning to end of its history formed in space - time a sort of vast flower - bed in which the flowers could be changed about at the whim of the gardeneAt first sight, beings and their destinies might seem to us to be scattered haphazard or at least in an arbitrary fashion over the face of the earth; we could very easily suppose that each of us might equally well have been born earlier or later, at this place or that, happier or more ill - starred, as though the universe from the beginning to end of its history formed in space - time a sort of vast flower - bed in which the flowers could be changed about at the whim of the gardeneat least in an arbitrary fashion over the face of the earth; we could very easily suppose that each of us might equally well have been born earlier or later, at this place or that, happier or more ill - starred, as though the universe from the beginning to end of its history formed in space - time a sort of vast flower - bed in which the flowers could be changed about at the whim of the gardeneat this place or that, happier or more ill - starred, as though the universe from the beginning to end of its history formed in space - time a sort of vast flower - bed in which the flowers could be changed about at the whim of the gardeneat the whim of the gardener.

There is no better time than at the end of a hard day, when otherwise one may go to bed to think of one's troubles and toss all night in restless agitation.

Hence the liberties that permit one to purchase lavender bed clothes, to gaze fervently at pornography, to become a Unitarian, to market popular celebrations of brutal violence, or to destroy one's unborn child are all equally intrinsically «good» because all are expressions of an inalienable freedom of choice.

It is not our fault that when certain people see perfectly innocent actions between gay people (holding hand while walking down the street, kissing good bye at the airport, bragging about their wonderful spouse, etc) their brains automatically go to what those people are doing in bed.

In my three years there, I received a total of nine demerits (a demerit was given for being a minute or two late for class, for example, or for not making one's bed to the satisfaction of the monitor), but that was not an unusually good record since most students received no demerits at all.

With regard to sex at its best, there are no wives and no husbands, just two (normally two) amazing beasts burning the bed up in wild - eyed... words escape me, but its not sex if it doesn't make you bleed from the eyes.

Essentially, this is a set of sexual Geneva conventions: You never knew it, but not only do you have the right to minimal standards of treatment if you ever become a prisoner of war, but when you were five, you had the right to learn at school all kinds of things about what some people like to do in bed, and if your parents thought that really they'd rather you didn't hear about that stuff at school, or at least not yet, they were... well, they were violating your rights.

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.

She wouldn't go to sleep at night, but would lay awake until well past midnight, waiting for me to slip into bed beside her so that she could have me all to herself.

Indeed, he creates a virtual phantasmagoria of suffering from actual instances of human barbarity that he has read about in Russian newspapers: Turkish soldiers cutting babies from their mother's wombs and throwing them in the air in order to impale them on their bayonets; enlightened parents stuffing their five - year - old daughter's mouth with excrement and locking her in a freezing privy all night for having wet the bed, while they themselves sleep soundly; Genevan Christians teaching a naive peasant to bless the good God even as the poor dolt is beheaded for thefts and murders that his ostensibly Christian society caused him to commit; a Russian general, offended at an eight - year - old boy for accidentally hurting the paw of the officer's dog, inciting his wolfhounds to tear the child to pieces; a lady and gentleman flogging their eight - year - old daughter with a birch - rod until she collapses while crying for mercy, «Papa, papa, dear papa.»

Any man aware of those facts who climbs into bed with another man for either oral or anal sex can not possibly have the other man's best interest at heart, is thinking only of himself, and his own selfish, perverted, sexual desires.

This is something new to me as most of my inspirations come at night before bed or in the morning when I am pretty sure my kids don't want dinner for breakfast or dessert for dinner (well dessert for dinner I guess they wouldn't mind all to much - anyway the point is my inspirations tend to come at the wrong times and I have to wait to embark on them).

And, by «well» I mean my legs are tight all over, I'm eating 3 meals every 3 hours, up each morning at 4:45 and ready for bed by 6 pm, BUT I'm not injured, so I am all GOOD.

I offer this kale salad discovered at a macrobiotic bed and breakfast brunch at the beach in south Jersey years ago: same greens preparation as Heidi's, quickly steam kale until bright green, cool and toss with whisked olive oil, salad spices, dash of mustard, good vinegar and enjoy cold.

We slept in, had presents in bed plus a few good heartfelt words and tears (you know you did it right if they cry from your verbal birthday card), had brunch with friends, cake in the afternoon, dinner with my mom, and a crazy movie at an awesome cinema.

I've brought this cozy and calm approach to the season into the kitchen as well, baking and cooking most mornings and sharing hot drinks with the older kids at night after Matthew goes to bed.

Polyethylene bed covers worked well at Uvalde, Texas.

We ate at so many places, got blisters, had homemade salsa with two of our best friends, and went to bed past midnight every night.

Since I've spent the better part of the past year in a hospital bed (both inpatient and here at home), and the last 4 years struggling with my health, I've become a bit out of the loop when it comes to the food scene here in Columbus.

My best advice about this recipe is to bake it just before you go to bed at night.

In fact, I'd argue that going to bed at a reasonable hour and getting a good night's rest actually make me cooler.

When my tiny person crawls in your bed at 6:30 in the morning, snuggles his fuzzy head into mine, and demands pancakes in the sweetest way imaginable well... it is pancakes for breakfast.

San Francisco: Coi © Maren Caruso Dish: Inverted Cherry Tomato Tart At Coi, visionary chef Daniel Patterson (an F&W Best New Chef 1997) idolizes produce in dishes like this upside - down tomatoes tart, in which quickly charred, peeled cherry tomatoes sit on a bed of pesto and are topped with a tomato puree (made in a whipped - cream dispenser) and a crispy olive tart shell.

First off, lingering in the kitchen at night is not usually the best option before bed no matter WHO you are.

While some may balk at the idea of getting into bed with a corporate partner of such size, and one whose fortunes depend on people eating meat, Memphis Meats explained that the move would «help us advance clean meat and achieve our ultimate vision: a world that is better for humans, animals and the planet.»

Well, I was in bed at 9:00 last night and I'm still whooped today!

This site has already hooked it's fan's, For being the best Arsenal forum, (in my opinion) I have practically moved in, I even have my own bed at the bottom of the screen, there!?

Working out can be a pain at the best of times, so on those days when all you want to do is stay in bed in your pyjamas, buying yourself a great set of comfy gym clothes that you absolutely love will make it that little bit easier to get suited up and out the door.

Indeed, at spring training in Florida, the Schillings and the Morandinis rented adjoining apartments and took along their dogs — a total of five animals, well over 500 pounds of dog flesh — to keep them company and to sleep in their beds.

Arsenal have put to bed a lot of the doubts about our big game credentials this season, breaking the Old Trafford hoodoo and winning at Man City as well.

He always has corny excuses at the ready meaning he expects failure, and then he does not seem to want it badly enough, the reason for all them sh *** y excuses in the first place.He made the bed and now he is lying in it whether he believes it or not.The sooner he comes to his senses the better for the club and its real drivers, the FANS.But my sixth sense tells me he should be gone by season's end.

Jim Courier The former world's No. 1 - ranked tennis player, on his current slump: «At the moment, my best surface is my bed.»

Looks good at the time but by the end of the game you feel sick and just want to go to bed.

Mustaphi is world class and needs to bed in, Kos is world class but needs a partner who is of equal measure, Ramsey is a pri Madonna who turns it on for country but NOT for club, Giroud just ai nt good enough and more importantly CONSISTANT enough to win the league, Walcott was rubbish and lazy and has improved but again is just not really consistent or good enough, Cazorla is world class but getting old and injury prone, coquelin is just not good enough, Bellerin is good but not world class just yet (though he will be), Monreal is ok but not world class Elneny is ok but not world class, and so on and on... the ONLY two players that any other team are consistently looking at are Sanchez and Ozil.

Even though the players have until Thursday to rest and recover for the first of our matches with CSKA Moscow, which is also at home and so requires no long haul travel, it is vital that the Gunners put the two legg3ed tie to bed as we do not want to be going to Russia needing a good result.

Mertesacker's World Cup exertions meant that Chambers» versatility saw him go straight alongside Laurent Koscielny at Right - Center - Back and, from his very first game for Arsenal against Manchester City in the FA Community Shield, has bedded in well.

Wenger will never ever sell am, that guy is the best midfielder England has seen in years, he plays like Messi just that he doesn't score like him, the perfectly weighted passes, defence splitting runs, dribbles too I'll prefer him at arsenal even if he spends the remaining of his career on the sick bed, believe me, he's that good and he's worth sticking with, and wenger knows He stuck with Ramsey whom he knows isn't as important as Wilshere, forget the goals.

Even so, the players there were better off than those sleeping six to a room at motels for $ 9 a head per night, to say nothing of those who simply took their sleeping bags out into the surrounding fields and bedded down.

Now I don't know whether the plane is better than me at flying, but this was certainly a great adventure for me and I barely slept a wink in my bed the night before.