Sentences with phrase «here staring at»

I have been sitting here staring at my house that feels so bare now that the Christmas decorations are down.

Sitting here staring at it in the Xbox store....

I'm sitting here staring at the blinking cursor, waiting for the inspiration to come and words to flow out of my heart and mind.

I'm sitting here staring at the Valentino resort collection and drooling!

I am sitting here staring at my Christmas tree right now, and I'm a little bit sad that it will be my last day to enjoy it in 2015.

Let's acknowledge we can't explain everything and yet our bodies managed to get you right here staring at a screen from a single cell without help and perhaps in spite of what we swallowed.

So, as I sit here staring at these nimbus clouds so white they look painted onto the sky, I decide to compile a list of what I learned from Ronan.

I sit here staring at a card someone just sent me in the mail.

I'm sitting here staring at my computer screen preparing to write a blog post about limiting screen time.

still standing here staring at the cup in hand.

So I suppose that on Ascension Day, I best quit standing here staring at the bottoms of your feet, Jesus, and instead get to work — feeding, fellowshipping, healing, teaching, loving, hosting, sharing, breaking bread and pouring wine.

Not exact matches

Or when we have to run to the grocery store but feel self - conscious the whole time because we're wearing ratty jeans and an old t - shirt and we haven't showered and everyone in the place is staring at us and jeez, can we just get out of here already.

I remember staring at it on the page and feeling like a boy noticing girls for the first time: There's something really interesting here, but I know there's a lot more to it than I currently understand.

Sitting here, staring at our computers / smart phones at a loss for what to do.

But here's the thing: Whenever I bring up this pet peeve of mine at family gatherings or among friends, I get nothing but blank stares and frustrated responses.

Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his listeners; and they, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment.

Try and experiment... find a male friend of yours and walk down the street holding his hand (don't worry, all of us on here know you're not gay)... but, walk down the street... watch the others around you, look at how they stare at you like you're doing something wrong, listen to see if any of them make comments about you and your friend walking down the street, see if they're nice comments or not.

But I'll just sit here and stare at my screen for a little longer

I'm sitting here shivering, staring at that gorgeous bowl of pumpkin soup and planning tonight's dinner.

Besides the simultaneous happiness and heartache that comes with finally getting to see your people after a few years away, here are some other things I'm really looking forward to: staring at the blossoming chestnut trees outside of my mom's kitchen window, visiting the food market across the street from there every day, fresh sorrel soup, mom's melt - in - your - mouth zucchini fritters, and a good morel mushroom season, if I'm lucky.

Because when the bunch of bananas you've been staring at for 4 days finally decides to stop teasing and go all speckle - y soft and sweet — blend a smoothie, freeze for nice cream, caramelize those coins, batch of banana bread or breakfast cookies here we come.

As I sit here, writing this, I'm staring at a bowl of peaches I picked up at the market yesterday.

I sit here, a fully shot and styled post staring at me and I am blank.

I promise that this post was not meant to be about scars, but as I was staring at that first photo it kind of got my thoughts turning, so here I am telling you all about why I love them.

But continue to stoop to the level of a pre-teen by questioning a man's mental faculties (and conveniently ignore the fact that you all have armchair coached and talked about the same shit in the Eddie Jordan era, the Flip Saunders era, and the Randy Wittman era), because that's clearly the issue at hand here and not the fact that you're staring at a treadmill team for the duration of Wall's extension, regardless of who the coach is.

I think the truth is somewhere in the middle — many guys on here are continually staring in to the yonder at the green, green grass on the other side — constantly eulogising about big name players and slagging off our own guys at the same time.

Mate, you write something hilarious and some peeps on here just stare at it with the expression of a Cow??

Only thing is, the Winner here has the very tough (and undefeated) # 1 Team Zimmerman staring at them in a potential Elite8 date... First things first however, both Teams Emer and McLaughlin have shown flashes this Summer of really good ball clubs..

Yet here I sit, staring at my keyboard completely bereft of ideas for a post.

And Arsenal supporters are once again staring at the same old state of affairs and the same old question is in front of them - how will Arsene bring trophies here?

I'm writing this from my office perch here at home, where I am haunted by my still - packed suitcase and the piles of catch - up work staring me in the face.

I've been staring at the floor plan for six weeks and now I'm so excited to finally be here and get to move things around!

Not to toot my own horn here, but it's not very often that I make something, and just stare at it in amazement when I'm finished.

Not only am I welling up here but I'm staring at a card I bought to send you to say congratualtion s weeks ago — double congratualtions now — I'm going to post it today!

When Lewis and Clark came here in 1805, they stared glumly at the «immense ranges of high mountains still to the west» and decided to alter the route of their expedition to the north.

«The whole time we were unloading the truck,» she recalls, «I was staring at the ground, thinking: «Oh my God, there are more diverse textures here than I've seen in my whole life.»»

Even here, at 2,700 meters above sea level, he is still staring through an ocean of air, and the wind is rising.

I'm sitting here at my desk and I stare at my vision board on the wall next to me, willing it to write for me.

Staring at a full - intensity iPhone or iPad right here in your face, seriously bad idea before you go to sleep.

That's the hardest part, but now you're staring at the crowded weight room thinking «ok I'm here, now what should I do at the gym today».

Some days when I begin my yoga practice I can feel the entire physical history of my body: here is that neck tension from staring at the computer all day yesterday, and here is that old hamstring injury from an unfortunate split, and here is that wonky sacrum... Every body carries the history of past injuries and hurts, but most of the time your brain chooses not to get alarmed about it and those experiences of past pain do not rise to the level of a full - blown pain episode.

Here's what can happen if you stare at a screen all day.

I'm actually sitting here in front of my computer with a giant smile on my face staring at your photos.

I'm sitting here on a beautiful Sunday morning, staring at the melting snow outside of our windows.

I'm sitting here on my couch on a Sunday afternoon and I'm staring at a blinking cursor on a computer screen.

I've been staring at the floor plan for six weeks and now I'm so excited to finally be here and get to move things around!

I am also embarrassed to admit how long I sat here and blankly stared at that taco Gif, lololol.

Only a true Jersey girl can stare lovingly at her bronzer like I am doing here....

Im from North East England, and I wish it looked as good here... sadly I'm staring at an abundance of grey clouds!

It has still been super hot here so I just have to stare at all of my fall wardrobe sadly still hanging in my closet haha!