Sentences with phrase «just not bed»

Sounds like you are practicing a form of co-sleeping with them, just not bed - sharing.

Not exact matches

«People are not just coming because they want a hotel bed around them.

Content is key, yes, but you don't pay that kind of money and get into bed with a hated nemesis for just any content.

Instead of lying in bed, wishing for just 15 minutes more of sleep, tell yourself it won't make you less tired.

«So, when they go to bed on Sunday night, they're often just not tired.

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.

For more surprising facts about the sleep habits of the some of the best - known thinkers of our time and times past, tuck into this fun infographic, please, just not in bed on your smartphone, okay?

It is quite clear that this is not just an ordinary dog bed — it has been carefully engineered to ensure optimal support, maximum comfort, and excellent value for dog owners.

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

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.

Just chill, the boogey man isn't out to get you all the time, nobody is sleeping under your bed and all that jazz.

No priest under your bed... they don't ask your wife if she is taking birth controll, they just don't want to be the ones offering it to her.

Sounds redudant to us, but flowing rivers in the Middle East were referred to this way because of the dry climate - they weren't always rivers of water but sometimes just dry bed.

I just hope on your dying death bed you do not regret your actions because god does not want to force anyone to believe.

Sam — I wouldn't quite put Paul to bed just yet.

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.

But, in my experience, sometimes the best way to keep communication healthy and open is to go to bed angry and then talk about it the next morning when you've had enough sleep to know that leaving the milk out in the car probably wasn't a veiled act of aggression meant to symbolize every problem in the relationship, but rather just the sort of mistake anyone would make while distracted by a fascinating story on NPR.

I went to bed to face another night of not sleeping, just thinking.

It's like a small scared child in a dark room claiming there is some monster out there in the darkness so you turn on the lights to show him there is no monster, but he just get's more scared claiming the monster must have hid in the closet or under the bed or anywhere you havn't yet looked, and when you do look and show them nothing is there it doesn't make them relieved, they get more upset because they now believe the monster is super fast or invisible or can teleport, because they know it's there, they can just feel it!

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.

Now the babies don't sleep with us anymore, it's just us in the bed again, and there are holes in that faded old duvet cover.

An option: Maybe the person in the bed in Room 6 was really suffering a lot, so the fact that they just nodded off and died is a blessing in disguise because they are not suffering anymore.

I find it a good wind - down for the day, and he does not bring up all the problems in the world just before bed.

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.

We didn't have beds for them; they just slept on the couch and in the kitchen, saying, «We're not leaving you alone.»

I have seen it interpreted by scholars and priests to mean: «don't have sex with another man in your wife's bed;» «don't have sex with another man in the temple;» and «don't have sex with another man and pretend he is a woman,» just to name a few.

Just don't try to take from me the one thing that gets me out of bed every morning.

It's too bad she wasted your time in bed at night... God has just simply decided you should not have children because you're so full of hate.

So I decided to «google it» and not worms, if you don't mind — I'll just take your word on the bunch or bed of worms.

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.

For all our accomplishments, we are just too damn fat to get out of bed and dust them off to see what we once were and what we could be again... not that we would, we are super lazy... so i ask you, what makes you so proud to be an american?

More than just beds to sleep on, they invited us to eat dinner with them and drew us all sorts of maps so we wouldn't get lost going out at night.

And the cartoon of Driscoll naked, in bed, in a sexual position... Not just distasteful, but offensive.

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.

This breakfast is perfect for fueling your day because you truly need a big bowl of nourishment to keep your brain on track... or for me, I need it just to make sure I can get from rolling out of bed to that time in the mid-afternoon when I get to either take a shower or do a little yoga on my matt (ie baby is sleeping and not demanding the boob).

Just make sure the dough is patted down with enough flour so that it isn't tacky, and throw down a generous layer of cornmeal onto your baking sheet - the dough should roll around on the cornmeal like it is on a bed of tiny ball - bearings.

We will devour it; everyone will go to bed happy and my son will probably wonder why his mama can't just cook like that.

By the time dinner rolls around I am ready to eat and start getting ready for bed and I am just not in the mood for some long drawn out cooking process.

This is why I should be in bed at 12:20 am instead of catching up on your blog posts but I just can't help myself.

I would get it all made and just have it waiting in the fridge for me when I had a free minute to actually eat, which often wasn't until the kids were in bed.

-- Lay the chicken on a bed of large chunks of sliced onion, this raises it just slightly so the air can circulate underneath and the skin doesn't stick to the bottom.

He eats a bit himself just to tied himself over until I get home, because Thursday night is our new date night (translation: dinner on the sofa with a glass of wine and mind - numbing TV before heading to bed early because the littlest person in our house, who usually wakes up at 4 am, has taken to being up between 2:30 a.m. — 5:00 a.m. and we can't function if we don't get to bed before the nightly news begins).

My internal clock just can't make sense of darkness before 5 pm, I feel like it is bed time.

I know I had planned on eating steak for dinner last night, but it was nearly 10:30 by the time I ate, and I just didn't feel like anything heavy sitting in my stomach before going to bed.

Whether you're up at the crack of dawn or just crawling out of bed at noon, wouldn't you love to have breakfast already waiting for you?

Why won't kids just go to bed?

Jun wouldn't join us because he had a Mac and we all had Dells (really, it's just that he liked his bed more).

Not in the «I'm ready to crawl back in bed» way, but just a satisfied, full of energy, kind of way.

And, if you don't feel like having them on a bun, by all means top your veggie burger on a bed of fresh leafy greens with a squeeze of lemon, some avocado, salt and pepper — so good just like that!

It just doesn't get much better than throwing a bunch of stuff in the slow cooker before you go to bed (takes only a few minutes!)