Sentences with phrase «little friends at»

January 15: Craft flags and create little friends at this Children of the World Doll Making workshop (Arlington)

My husband and I don't really do Valentine's Day and last year was the first time the kids showed much interest, with my two biggest children both buying and receiving Valentine gifts from little friends at school.

Not exact matches

Maybe, at the very least, my friend would have thought, «I'm having chest pains... and if that scrawny little jerk can have a heart attack, maybe that is happening to me.

It's obviously geared towards having the chance of a romantic connection, but if it's not, then there's a great chance that it'll at least be a friend or someone that might be a good business connection or something, and so I think being geared towards just social discovery generally both makes it a more effective product and also there's still I feel like a little bit of a stigma associated with online dating, and this makes it just a much more accessible product.

Here's a little trick taught to me by my design friends at Stanford: Practice saying «yes and» instead of «no» to every idea.

Aimed at pre-school aged children, the advertising - free app will feature shows such as Blue's Clues, Little Bear and Miss Spider's Sunny Patch Friends.

Finally, you must intentionally build systems and processes that allow you to deliver such a wonderful experience that your customers have little choice but to rave about your company and its services to their friends, neighbors and colleagues at all stages of the life cycle.

Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg poked a little fun at himself talking about a new feature called Watch Party, which lets Facebook users view videos together with their friends.

2 p.m. — My friend needs to return a romper and I want to window shop to gather ideas for Coachella outfits, so we spend a little bit of time at the mall.

The holidays are already an emotional time for shoppers, with little kids tugging at parents to buy them things, with pressure to get the perfect gifts for new family members, friends and business associates, and with a perceived lack of time to get it all done perfectly.

Blogger turned ETF manager hits back at negative press with a little help from Twitter friends (CNBC)

From the day we met at a little restaurant in Toronto over 60 years ago, until the moment we moved forward as friends and partners, there was always an intense desire that amounted to a mission to build a creative and winning way to success.

The little old lady the gives out hugs at church The sunset that takes your breath away The person that tells you that he appreciates you The lady that brings your family dinner because you are tending to a sick child The friend that prays with you and cries with you when someone you love lies dying.

The video and song start off harmless enough, until the 1:19 mark when Duncan gets into a rap battle with a TSA agent and transforms into a potentially offensive hip - hop stereotype to unleash rhymes like On a mission from God; I like to call Him a Friend / I think that people are sick, and He's the med - o - cine, and this mind - expanding verse: Think I'm just a white man with a sheltered life / Nice home, two cars, two kids and a wife / Just look a little closer while you're starin» at me / «Cause sometimes what you get is more than what you see.

In todays corporate society it is all about selling you something, but we should look at it as a time to be together with friends or family and celebrate our short little lives.

And there shall in that time be rumours of things going astray, and there will be a great confusion as to where things really are, and nobody will really know where lieth those little things with the sort of raffia work base, that has an attachment... at this time, a friend shall lose his friends's hammer and the young shall not know where lieth the things possessed by their fathers that their fathers put there only just the night before around eight o'clock

Confession time here: although I don't usually end up at places such as drunken parties, stripper bars and porn shops while hanging out with friends, since those activities and places hold little appeal for me, I know I need to stay away from certain «religious» people, those who seem to love only themselves and who seem hell - bent on being nasty to people they describe as «sinners», supposedly in the name of truth - telling.

We saw the names of some who had been students at the local high schools and community college; we saw the names of friends with whom we had grown up, members of our track teams and little league; some of us saw the names of family members.

This has little to nothing to do with your friends who were BOTH married at the time..

So in this first year of being this little boy's parents, we've been taking it a day at a time, praying for wisdom, and getting help from those ahead of us on the path — good friends and good guides.

Little by little, though the irresistible development of those yearnings you implanted in me as a child, through the influence of gifted friends who entered my life at certain moments to bring light and strength to my mind, and through the awakenings of spirit I owe to the successive initiations, gentle and terrible, which you caused me to undergo: through all these I have been brought to the point where I can no longer see anything, nor any longer breathe, outside that milieu in which all is madLittle by little, though the irresistible development of those yearnings you implanted in me as a child, through the influence of gifted friends who entered my life at certain moments to bring light and strength to my mind, and through the awakenings of spirit I owe to the successive initiations, gentle and terrible, which you caused me to undergo: through all these I have been brought to the point where I can no longer see anything, nor any longer breathe, outside that milieu in which all is madlittle, though the irresistible development of those yearnings you implanted in me as a child, through the influence of gifted friends who entered my life at certain moments to bring light and strength to my mind, and through the awakenings of spirit I owe to the successive initiations, gentle and terrible, which you caused me to undergo: through all these I have been brought to the point where I can no longer see anything, nor any longer breathe, outside that milieu in which all is made one.

(Full disclosure: I supported it, and did a little happy dance at 10 p.m. for all my friends with preexisting conditions.)

Do you remember our little brick bungalow and the way we used to sit out on the porch with our best friends in the world and at the end of the night they would walk home to their houses next door and across the street and down the corner?

I thought of that this morning when I sat down at the computer to blog about the past week or two because I don't have any manifestos or soapbox rants right now, I don't have any thing worth «sharing» with your Facebook friends or pinning on Pinterest, it's a little story of our family's days the past while here.

When well - meaning friends told me that these disasters were just God's way of punishing sin, I recoiled at the thought of God finding honor and glory in the suffering of little children.

As she continues to read, we hear about Paul's incarceration and persecution, about how Jesus is «the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation,» about watching out for all those false teachings that circulated through the trade routes, about how we ought to stop judging each other over differences of opinion regarding religious festivals and food (I blush a little at this point and resolved to make peace with some rather opinionated friends before the next sacred meal), about how we should clothe ourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience, and love, about how we must forgive one another, about how the things that once separated Jew from Greek and slave from free are broken down at the foot of the cross, about how we should sing more hymns.

This was all so that my best friend and I could spend some time traveling in Europe where we would meet irresistibly handsome and rich identical twins with Australian accents (we had a thing for the, «G'Day, Mate,»), get married on Regis and Kathy Lee at Cinderella's Castle in Disney World, and then live next to each other, raising adorable little children in our idyllic neighborhood.

At first... I was a little disappointed, and yes my friends did kind of give me the cold shoulder when they heard I had to miss, or when I told them my reasoning for missing.

The word «chalet» was at times a little misleading for American friends who crossed the pond to see what the event was all about.

You believers can keep on being good little hypocrites by doing all the things you waive your lily white fingers at others when they do it, then get «absolved» on Dou che bag day, then feel warm and fuzzy knowing that your imaginary friend will still let you into heaven.

Jesus, well aware of the danger, was now taking care not to be found in the city after nightfall; he either stayed with friends at Bethany or bivouacked on the Mount of Olives, where the little company would easily escape notice among the numerous groups which camped out there for the festival.

I protect kids for a living, do everything I can to help ALL people, respect all life and give everybody their dignity, give my time and resources to help others, complain little, hurt nobody, want minimal things for myself and often go without, sacrifice for family, friends and community, but because I do not think there is a deity in the sky, I'm going to Hell while some selfish, ignorant, mean, destructive, abusive and hateful person who says, «Sorry» to God at the end of their life goes to Heaven.

One of the most disturbing features about the human heart, its tendency toward jealousy, leaped out at me once in a line by novelist Gore Vidal: «Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.»

You know the type: all justice, no joy; all the love in the world for the poor and downtrodden, but very little sympathy for friends who order Coke instead of fair trade organic soya - soda at the bar.

Evelynn's little hands are holding onto the tray of her stroller and I could drop to my knees in thankfulness for dimples at the base of fingers, for buds on the trees, for the coming of spring, for the first crocus of the season, for friends that live just down that street there, for pine trees and rough hewn fence lines.

Of the dozen or so friends who were online at 9 p.m. the night before Thanksgiving — most of them men — three suggested that I cut the butter into little slivers and stick it through the air slits, which turned out to be a good idea except that my air slits ended up looking more like giant gashes through which butter was bleeding out of my pie.

Problem definition is time - consuming, a deep journey into our own prejudices and hopes for a Christian faith that actually makes a difference, a horrible awakening that giants of the faith may have little faith in God and more in courts and money, that fame - seekers exist within the church system and garner friends as shields, that a man that marries a second wife may wish to destroy the first wife at any cost, and that authors can indeed write good books but run away from women speaking of their own abuse, and that prior friendships dictate the limits of Christianity....

For after the appearance of The Secret History — a riveting tale of murder and betrayal at an elite New England college — Tartt waited ten years before she published The Little Friend.

Mystics, Visionaries & Prophets, edited by Shawn Madigan: My friend Tony Jones gave me this book and I've been eating it up, a little at a time.

They picked up the idea and continued it... SO in a way Santa lives on even today... So who is to say that Santa does not exist, when the spirit of Santa lives on in parents, and families and relatives, and friends... at least a little in all over the parents and familys, and friends, that exchange gifts on Christmas...

People are fed up with leaders and friends who tell them what to do, talk at them about what to do but show very little interest in who they are.

Dan and I were vacationing there with friends, and I'd arrived at our designated meeting point a little early so I could «pray and meditate» [read: drink my first cup of coffee without having to talk to anyone].

@Tea Partier... hmmm, when I walk into the average nursing home in this «Great Christian Nation» of ours, I have to ask how much you and your Tea Party friends care about the elderly... I am amazed at how little conservatives, Evangelicals and the latest version Tea Party members care so little for the living except their own tribe in the so - called «light» of their scriptures...

God is wholly a friend of order, and to that end He is Himself present at every point, in every instant, He is omnipresent — which is specified in the text - books as one of the titles by which God is called, which men once in a while think about a little but surely never try to think every instant.

I don't care what my progressive friends say; there's little doubt in my mind that if Jesus lived among us today, he'd be hanging out at Wal Mart, not to endorse the company's business practices, but to love on the people — the poor, the sick, the whackos, the mulleted, the morbidly obese, the sluts, the drunks, the perverts, the lost, the lonely, the bent over, the motherless, and the tragically disconnected.

And I, like Christian's friend Hopeful, have tried to be a faithful companion, though often I've been able to do little more than cheer or wince at the twists and turns of a life in science...»

And this I did, my friends; this I did, sprinting out of the house in the direction of church, mostly thrilled at the success of my devious plan thus far, but with a tiny dark roil somewhere near my spleen or gall bladder; and headlong went I through the little alley behind the Murphys» house, and toward the small bedraggled woods behind the firehouse, not even a forest but more like an overgrown vacant lot.

Red lentils are a little different to their green, brown and black friends in that they don't hold their shape at all when cooked.

When things calm down a little I intend to bake this, we have a couple of friends arriving at the end of the month, this would such a nice way to say welcome!

It took a few tries to get them right, plus a little help from my friends and this recipe from Renee at Magnolia Days, but this dessert is sure to please any red velvet lover or any chocolate lover or any brownie lover or anyone you love that you want to share it with.