Sentences with phrase «like something of a relief»

But more than both of those, Jose Mourinho's second dismissal by Chelsea feels, at least at first blush, like something of a relief, both for everybody involved and for those of us stuck out on the outside.

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This formula smells awful and I hate having to feed my child something that smells so much like a combination of cleaning chemicals and curdled milk.I also am not happy about the corn in the ingredients (35 % Corn Maltodextrin) as my baby (like many others) seems to have a sensitivity to corn as well.In short, this is a great relief from regular formula, however, I'm still not totally satisfied, and wish there was another option out there.

It's something that many moms don't like to talk about, but about two - thirds of all hospital deliveries include the pain relief procedure.

Some husbands feel a bit of relief in that freedom and some feel a helplessness that frustrates them, but almost all men are clueless about how they can possibly help their partners through something like this.

«When something like this comes along, obviously unanticipated but has a huge economic impact on the region, it seems to me logical that we would take some of those unallocated dollars and use them for relief for homeowners, businesses and municipalities that are dealing with what are historic water levels and causing millions and millions of dollars of damages,» Morelle said.

If you feel like these symptoms are something you live with on a daily basis, supporting HCL production is something that might be able to bring you relief and eventually be able to address the long term symptoms that can develop from a lack of HCL.

The «Three Stooge» - like partners in crime of Pena (Fury), T.I. (Get Hard) and Dastmalchian (Prisoners) are there mostly for comic relief, but their dumb - as - rocks characters are so cartoonish (something the supporting players in the Thor series share), one couldn't see them existing beyond that limited role.

Clichés are generally avoided (those damned musical numbers notwithstanding), and by the end of the third act the thing has grown so surreal that something like relief washes over us when an almost - conventional ending is salvaged.

Last year when school started I felt out of place, like I was missing something but this year it feels like a wave of relief.

The IRS offers a sort of relief program for people who've been taken by this sort of thing, and allows eligible individuals to write off something like 30 - 40 % of their losses due to investment fraud schemes.

he Makes Sounds Something Like When Bone Get Stuck In Your Neck i Am Giving Him «honeytus» Ayurvedic Cough Syrup But There Is No Sign Of Relief.

In the 1990s, she began exploring the potential of plaster reliefs, carved with alpha - numeric or hieroglyphic - like marks and painted in earthy - tones to resemble something excavated from antiquity.

The stripes and notches of the Copper and Aluminum works conspire to create relief - like mirages of projecting and receding planes, something the proponents of absolute flatness in painting — who relied on Stella as a touchstone — certainly did not have in mind.

The striped works feel like an artist working through a complex — and, as it turned out, influential — idea about the limits of painting; the later, 3D relief works feel like something «bold» that would be suitable for a generic, if high - end, corporate office building lobby.

There are no lags when opening apps like the camera app, for instance, something that should come as a relief for some 6P users who have been complaining that the phone has grown to become too slow in executing the simplest of tasks.

This is typically a temporary state and may seem like it's providing a sense of relief, sometimes being used as a way to protect the self from something that is too emotionally painful.

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.