Sentences with phrase «just as a bed»

While I do condemn what the Nazis did, which was sick, gruesome and just plain horrible, people need to realize that Stalin was just as bed if not worse.

Not exact matches

I fill mine up with ice water before bed and it's just as cold the next morning.

It's an ideal choice if you have certain room accents that limit what type of bed setup you can fit, such as rooms with low windows that may be blocked by a higher bed frame, or for those who just prefer to be closer to the ground, where the air is cooler.

«The thing he would do most frequently is he would throw me down on a bed and he would just put his body weight on me and he'd be yelling at me but as he was yelling he'd me grinding an elbow or knee into my body to emphasize his anger,» Holderness told CNN.

Telling quote: «I think what we made the mistake of doing early on was taking every opportunity alone to talk about the business, at dinner, driving the car, you know at home brushing your teeth, as you're getting into bed, as you're waking up, and I think we made a conscious effort to not do that because I think it was just, you know, it would burn us out,» Kate told CNN in 2002.

You just need to move as much as you can from the moment you wake up to the moment you go to bed.

In the body of the e-mail, Yaffe wrote «Just wanted to follow - up with you and put this to bed ASAP... In a perfect world would love to have you wire him back $ 170,000 and gift him 15,000 shares of Retrophin stock and that would fulfill the note obligation and more importantly doing the right thing and manning up as we spoke about.»

But, just like the furry creature that lived under your bed as a kid, the noneconomic bond investor does not exist.

But I'm just as concerned about white evangelicals who are in bed with Babylon.

On his death bed, I hope he talks about his family... But if he was just as much of a jerk to them as his students, I imagine it will be to lament his lost opportunites and estranged loved ones.

You justify your animosity in the name of your faith, just as you justify our silencing on the bed of millions upon millions of corpses «silenced» in the name of religion before us.

You might just as well suggest that the specific clock radio by your bed is some day going to evolve into a television set.

As a closing prayer, Mark Kelly offered a prayer given over Giffords» hospital bed just after the shooting by the rabbi who married the couple in 2007 - that the angel Michael watch over the right side, the angel Gabriel over the left, the angel Uriel - God's angel of light - guiding the path and the angel Raphael - the angel of healing - be behind, and overhead the presence of the Divine.

I believe there is no God just as I believe there is no Santa Claus, no vampires, no leprechauns, and no monsters under my bed.

Belief in your god is just as reasonable as a five year old's belief in monsters under his bed.

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.

I dig deeply, remembering the cadence of the priest's voice, practicing to match the tone just right as I throw muddy socks and stained tee shirts into the washer, as I dump a basket of warm clothes on the bed, as I butter bagels hot and yeasty from the toaster oven.My kids glance warily at me over their books, leery of the chanting.

The very appetite proceeding from labor and peace of mind is gone: we eat just enough to keep us alive: our sleep is disturbed by the most frightful dreams; sometimes I start awake, as if the great hour of danger was come; at other times the howling of our dogs seems to announce the arrival of the enemy: we leap out of bed and run to arms; my poor wife with panting bosom and silent tears takes leave of me, as if we were to see each other no more; she snatches the youngest children from their beds, who, suddenly awakened, increase with their innocent questions the horror of the dreadful moment.

As I wander back to bed, I realise that my fears, so vivid and terrifying just a minute or two ago, were entirely groundless.

Let me clear this up: This first one is just meant as «two» in bed, referring to a married man and woman, also night time.

So if «two men shall be lying in the bed,» is what God wanted it to read (and I believe it is because it was really for the latter days in which we live and two men in bed is not taboo and is almost norm), then one or both of them can be saved just as anyone else.

But as insensibly and gradually as the force of life had been annulled within me, and I had reached my moral death - bed, just as gradually and imperceptibly did the energy of life come back.

Leo, and this is not just about you... but you will go to bed tonight wondering if you are really as stupid as we have said you are.

I was also beaten by random girls for no reason, put into a dumpster, tied up in an abandoned rv by some sick teens who thought that was funny, almost raped by a man while walking down the street at the age of 17 but because I screamed he only made me jack him off (at knife point), almost raped at a friend of a friend's house when we just dropped in for a minute, was impovershed growing up, even to the point where we didn't have power in the middle of winter, had to sleep all in the same bed to stay warm and used our pantry as a refrigerator, lived (and I mean LIVED) with roaches for years no matter where we moved to, was a child during the time when we had our own civil rights movement here and went through a few horrible experiences at the time.

My husband has just pronounced himself the luckiest man in the world given that he got out of bed as the trays were emerging from the oven.

Or serve as a bed for just about any grilled / roasted meat, fish, or vegetables.

Just as I was about to shut down the Mac and head to bed, I saw this wonderful Panzanella recipe!

I am just as distraught when people tell me they forgot to eat breakfast too... I practically jump out of bed every morning and dance to the kitchen I am SO excited to eat.

I slept with her in my bed every night and cried into her just as often.

As you may have noticed, I totally copied Chef Marcel's presentation, too: it makes for a far more interesting plate than just throwing the salad on top of a bed of greens.

In late summer the sun is coming up just as I finish and I usually sit for a bit and often reply to messages from Austrlia (they are going to bed around that time).

We all know Mondays are never easy, especially cold, dark winter mornings when we just want to stay in bed as long as possible.

Here I multipurposed leftover portobello carpaccio (just as good with a longer marinade) into a glorious summer salad with strawberries, fresh (not grilled) tofu, all over a bed of baby spinach, doused with a balsamic dressing.

I am waking up so early lately, 6.30 am even on my days off, I like just waking up naturally with the light coming into the room, and I guess as I tend to be in bed by 10.30 - 11ish, this is a pretty good time for me to be waking anyway.

I am usually quite impatient in the morning and hate to take time over making breakfast, usually I just inhale it almost as soon as I am out of bed, but today as it is Sunday I thought I would take a little time over breakfast.

These additions do soak up a significant amount of milk which I don't measure, I do, however, check the oats mix just before I go to bed and add more milk to each as necessary.

I just wanted to take the time to write a more in - depth review, as I was rushing off to bed when I wrote the other one.

You can serve over a bed of arugula or other greens, or just eat it as is.

A bed of Neufchâtel cheese is just the place for ripe figs, classically hailed as a natural aphrodisiac.

I like to mix it up at night just before I go to bed and allow that whey to work its magic on the flour as I sleep.

Also Ozil lost his girlfriend mandy the beautiful capristo in that period when he was injured they had breakup so this might also had helped him as it saved his energy which might had lost in the romance and bed hahah just joking guys..

It definitely seems to make a big difference playing in front of our home crowd at the Emirates, but more important was the urgency which the team showed by trying to put the game to bed as quickly as possible, and as Laurent Koscielny said, our target was just to get the three points.

Not just casually, as if he had taken four or five drinks of a winter morning to get out of bed, but as if the Pacific Ocean was pure gin and he had nosedived off the boat deck.

There must have been a large amount of money comming in but its nowhere in sight as far as transfers are concerned so have the board altered thier financial strategy to suit this new money or have they just put it inder the bed??

As far city do nt jump the gun - they have new players who are just bedding in.

But as your comment has just proved, you will disrespect him and call him names, but in 2 second when an article is written about your favorite Arsenal player (Ozil) you will dry yourself to bed talking about, «Aww I am so sad, Ozil is being played out of position as a winger»..

One look at its glassy fa √ ßade and redwood trimming would tell you that the Seal Rock is another of the thousands of modern, aseptic motels that are as frequent as empty beer cans along the highways of the South and West, and it is in just such places that the professional golfers and their families like to bed down when their tour hits town.

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.

Today's Arsenal team played like they wanted to play for each other — as a team — and they put the game to bed after just 20 minutes.

Remind them, though, that you going to bed at 9 p.m. is just as hard for you as it is for them to stay up until 2 a.m..