Sentences with phrase «in a candy store just»

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Diamandis: I was just a kid in a candy store.

But just the idea of Bailey's and espresso in them is making me want to run to the store for a candy thermometer.

But put me in the presence of beautiful fresh produce and I get just like a kid in a candy store.

If you're used to super sugary, chocolate - coated store - bought protein bars, then I think the candy bar flavors in the book would be your best bet Just curious, did you make any ingredient substitutions?

With this name she can pretend people in the store think she's just the babysitter, though we all know her inability to say «no» to candy requests is a dead giveaway of her true identity.

I'll give this example, if you are in a grocery store, and your kid wants a candy bar, and they are screaming for the candy bar, and you are saying no, and it's escalating, and you're getting anxious because a lot of the other moms and dads are giving you the stink eye, and you just want to diffuse the situation, and you say, «Here!

Researching educational theories for our homeschool curriculum made me feel like a kid in a candy store - there were too many good ones for me to stick with just one!

The chocolate just seems to stand out better against the revived and redecorated Parkside Candy store in North Buffalo.

I'm telling you, I just can't help myself when I'm around a blender; it's like a kid in a candy store!

Just keep in mind — you will have to store all these candies in the refrigerator if you do not want a melted mess!

I have some vintage candy jars left to me by an Aunt who had a small country store in the 50's that will suit this project just fine!!

If you're single, just seeing candy hearts, chocolates, and flowers in the grocery store is enough to put your heads under the covers.

But the new version seems even more rhetorical and redundant in the wake of torture porn like Audition (1999), Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance (2002), Saw (2004), Hostel (2005), and Hard Candy (2005), not to mention real - life horrors like Columbine, Virginia Tech, the recent NIU shootings, and the Tinley Park clothing store executions, whose victims had their limbs bound with plastic tape just like the family in Funny Games.

Like a kid in a candy store, I stuffed my schedule with every course I could pack in, running from my Leadership in Organizations course, to my lecture in Financial Resources for Nonprofits, only to turn around and just make it to my School Leadership proseminar.

And just like that candy store kid, the most painful part of choosing was not being able to choose something, not because I didn't want to take it, but because there were only so many hours in the day (and alas, I was unable to alter the time dimension while here).

I sat there in the car with the gravel dust blowing across the parking lot and saw the place for what it was, not what it was right at that moment in the hot sunlight, but for what it had been maybe twelve or fifteen years before: a real general store with folks gathered around the lunch counter, a line of people at the soda fountain, little children ordering ice cream of just about every flavor you could think of, hard candy by the quarter pound, moon pies and crackerjack and other things I hadn't thought about tasting in years.

A tramp on the streets of New York tells a young, suicidal Zenia, «The whole world's a candy store — you just got ta get in there with a cart.»

Unfortunately, most people don't know the difference and just end up acting like a kid in a candy store when you give them a credit card!

They absolute the dominate the candy aisle in just about any store you walk into.

Donna couldn't stop crying and is determined to get the message out to cat owners about products which, although they are fine for dogs, she says are «sold on the shelves just like selling smarties in a children's candy store».

Just writing about it gets me as excited as a little kid in a candy store.

No matter how bad it gets for you at the law firm today, just be happy you are not the person who must sort out the the new «candy tax» for your store in Washington state.

I just found your blog and I feel like a little kid in a candy store.

I would of been like a kid in a candy store too, I SO SO SO get what your saying on the sink, gosh that kinda stuff just makes me HAPPY, I to would of hugged that sink goodbye too!

The feeling of entering an Anthropologie store is like being whisked away to an eye - candy paradise, where just looking around at stunning visuals in dark jewel tones, fresh floral patterns and ever - twinkling sparkles creates a feeling of awe (oh — and gim me).