Sentences with phrase «guilt free after»

They were a great, guilt free after supper treat.

I felt full (to a good point) and guilt free after eating this burger combination.

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I would much rather live a fulfilling, guilt - free life where I get to enjoy being alive instead of fretting over whether or not a bearded wizard is going to let me on his cloud after I die.

After being a Catholic for 75 % of my life, then becoming an atheist — I am free from 99.99 % of the anxiety and guilt that smothers you from being Catholic.

Whether you're a crepe lover or not, you will be after trying this delicious Grain - Free Crepes Recipe — no gluten, dairy, sugar, soy, or guilt either!

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Indulge in guilt - free Creole favorites after an exhilarating workout in our state - of - the - art fitness center.

I know I said that was the perfect guilt - free dessert, but I think this sweet potato mousse recipe might even top that, especially if you're after a dessert that's low in natural sugars.

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We go on to offer 8 positive, doable, guilt - free tips for resetting your eating habits after the holidays.

These 108 counts of natural diaper can be yours for only $ 42.74 and after your baby use it night, you won't feel any guilt for throwing it away because it is made from GMO - free corn and can still be recycled.

If you already eat your favorite cheat foods, guilt free, week after week, AND you're sporting the body of your dreams... this proven cheating system is probably NOT for you.

After listening to this episode, you will be prepared to challenge the diet dictocrats, and you will probably also be craving a hearty serving of butter, which you may enjoy guilt - free.

Hey, after all that back - to - school shopping, you deserve a guilt - free treat (or three) for yourself, are we right?

After you pay your bills and Pay Yourself First, you can spend the remaining amount of money on whatever you want, guilt - free.

If you're after a guilt - free (but intellectually malnourished) antidote to Funny Games, this is the psycho - chiller for you.

He stressed that the war permitted the patient to express sadistic impulses with out guilt, and allowed him to be symptom - free during this period, only to develop his perverse symptoms after surviving the Holocaust....

Anything after those can be reduced, cut, or accepted as guilt - free spending.

Whatever I have left after all that — I'm free to spend as I want, guilt free (well almost guilt free).

You won't even miss the money after a while, and if you save enough automatically, you can spend the rest guilt - free.

After dropping off my free - loader I made my way back to the area where I'd lost the first one and felt genuine guilt (and massively relieved) when she emerged from the shadows and ran over cheering: «I knew you wouldn't leave me behind.

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.