Sentences with phrase «long bed in»

A better team on paper but no cohesion or understanding for a long bedding in period — one negating the other.

Not exact matches

How long does the average man last in bed?

Once onboard, like kids set free on a playground, the passengers climbed into the cockpit, spread out in plush first class beds and crawled into the hidden bunk beds where crews nap during long trans - Pacific flights.

It detailed when I got into bed, actually went to sleep, my average heart rate, what type of sleep (light, REM, deep) I had gotten throughout the night, how long I slept, and how long it took me to get out of bed in the morning.

If you have a knot in your gut every time you have to face your boss, or if it's taking you twice as long to drag yourself out of bed every morning, take notice.

Business owners have long accused Yelp of displaying mostly negative reviews on a business's Yelp page so that the owners will pay up in advertising dollars in order to have those bed reviews taken down.

But I can imagine there are some times of the day you can also stay one hour longer in the bed and do some work from there.

He said the saddest part of the budget is that there isn't funding for a single long - term care bed anywhere in the province.

Frankly, it seems unusual it took this long to see something like this in bedding, but it really seems to be the first of its kind.

Whether a relationship is long distance or involves a shared bed, bathroom, and Netflix queue, the same components have to be in place for it to work — communication, patience, affection, and trust.

In late March, McDougal appeared in a long, broken - hearted CNN interview with Anderson Cooper, in which she seemed to have been briefly cleaved from the princess telephone on which one French - manicured hand has been resting since 2006, willing it to ring, hoping to hear one more time from the man who stole her heart and took her to bed, but refused to commit himself to heIn late March, McDougal appeared in a long, broken - hearted CNN interview with Anderson Cooper, in which she seemed to have been briefly cleaved from the princess telephone on which one French - manicured hand has been resting since 2006, willing it to ring, hoping to hear one more time from the man who stole her heart and took her to bed, but refused to commit himself to hein a long, broken - hearted CNN interview with Anderson Cooper, in which she seemed to have been briefly cleaved from the princess telephone on which one French - manicured hand has been resting since 2006, willing it to ring, hoping to hear one more time from the man who stole her heart and took her to bed, but refused to commit himself to hein which she seemed to have been briefly cleaved from the princess telephone on which one French - manicured hand has been resting since 2006, willing it to ring, hoping to hear one more time from the man who stole her heart and took her to bed, but refused to commit himself to her.

Mr. Ford was quoted in Thunder Bay's media yesterday falsely stating that comparable hospital beds cost $ 3,500 while long - term care beds cost a fraction of that.

Earlier this month, the B.C. Liberal government took flak for failing in its promise to create 5,000 new long - term care beds by 2006.

If you went to bed net long the stock market, there's a pretty good chance you're going to wake up deep in a hole.

The various forms of Governments today are trying to make a distinction between the two, but find it difficult to separate because the two have been in bed together for so long its hard to really separate.

You sound psychotic... dude be happy you and your family got to live long lives and stop opperssing yourself... how do you not go crazy laying awake in bed thinking you have wasted even a minute of your precious life giving it to some false diety?

It had been a long day at work, and all she wanted was to put on her pajamas and curl up in bed with the covers over her head.

I think of my father laying in a hospital bed while machines breathed for him not so long ago and how he lives today.

The father died a year ago in May, in his bed, surrounded by family who loved him enough to have gone on caring for him indefinitely, who had not tired of him and his needs, who bore his sufferings with him, who found him even in his infirmity to be good company worth having for as long as he stayed.

A definite baby squalls into life, skids out between the legs of a definite woman, bedded in straw, on the longest night of the year.

Maggie fell asleep in arms and I stayed to pray a bit longer even though I still had three more to tuck into bed with books and songs and prayers, too.

My quest for biblical womanhood led me to these stories late at night, long after Dan had gone to sleep, and I conducted my nightly research by his side in bed, stacks of Bibles and commentaries and legal pads threatening to swallow him should he roll over.

Last night, I was awake in bed, enjoying the still house, he was sound asleep, feet sticking out the covers, too long even for this gigantic bed.

They longed to see him come, but their father in heaven caused them to enter the cold bed of the grave before His arrival.

In that house of quiet dying, through still sheers that turn the day to gray, only two chairs of six are sat upon, the bed no longer shared.

But there were small hints of spring here and there — buds on trees, crocuses in the ditches, and at that Husky station there were bedding plants for sale even though it was way too soon for planting — that's what May long weekend is for, after all.

They want to extend these long - accepted reform measures to the nonviolent poor and minority populations who take up three - quarters of the bed space in prisons and jails.

STONER»S PRAYER Now I pass out into sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Grant no other stoner take My weed and bong before I wake Keep me safely in thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - AnonymoIn a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymous

Our country remained as one of the poorest countries for very long because the Cap, told us that our oil was not in a com - mer - cial qua - nti - ties, it was like that until the Com, have become to find it was not as the Cap, told us, who must have been br - i - bed to say so by a richer neighboring country...

Our country remained as one of the poorest countries for very long because the Capit - a-lists, told us that our oil was not in a com - mer - cial qua - nti - ties, it was like that until the Com - mun - ists have become to find it was not as the Capit - a-lists, told us, who must have been br - i - bed to say so by a richer neighboring country....

Their grief compounded my own, and I worried about how Ruth's death would affect them long - term — particularly as Ruth had died in bed with her same - age sister.

Paul, I agree with your points, and similar points were made in the longer article, but I think these points support the idea of two men in one bed rather than undermine it.

May your soul long for prayer and for the Scriptures, may you keep secrets, may you give away your money, may you share your meals, may you sit alone in silence outside under the sky and be satisfied, may you change the bedding in the middle of the night after yet another childish accident without anger, may you hold babies, and comfort the dying, and be the voice of knowledge tempered with grace and wisdom, and may you never forget how to sing and be silly.

The parables disclose with what pleasure and tolerance he surveyed the broad scene of human activity: the merchant seeking pearls; the farmer sowing his fields; the real - estate man trying to buy a piece of land in which he had secret reason to believe a treasure lay buried; the dishonest secretary, who had been given notice, making friends against the evil day among his employer's debtors by reducing their obligations; the five young women sleeping with lamps burning while the bridegroom tarried and unable to attend the marriage because their sisters who had had foresight enough to bring additional oil refused to lend them any; the rich man whose guests for dinner all made excuses; the man comfortably in bed with his children who gets up at midnight to help his importunate neighbor only because he despairs of getting rid of him otherwise; the king who is out to capture a city; the man who built his house upon the sand and lost it in the first storm of wind and rain; the queer employer who pays all of his men the same wage whether they have worked the whole day or a single hour; the great lord who going to a distant land entrusts his property to his three servants and judges them by the success of their investments when he returns; the shepherd whose sheep falls into a ditch; the woman with ten pieces of silver who, losing one, lights the candle and sweeps diligently till she finds it, and makes the finding of it the occasion of a celebration in which all of her neighbors are invited to share — and how long such a list might be!

5Which of you who has a friend will go to him at midnight and say to him, «Friend, lend me three loaves; 6for a friend of mine has arrived on a long journey, and I have nothing to set before him»; 7and he will answer from within, «Do not bother me; the door is now shut, and my children are with me in bed; I can not get up and give you anything».

Sigh... if it weren't midnight, and I wasn't heading to off to bed knowing I'll be up every two hours all night long with my baby daughter, I might do a little more in terms of backing up my idealistic, Polly - Anna comments.

The moral consciousness of the Jews, refined through a long process of devotion to the Law, «became as a seed bed for a more sensitive and appreciative consciousness in response to the working of God» (FC 86).

A slight complication had indeed arisen in that Anne had held out for the position of Queen as long as she dare before admitting Henry to her bed.

If you cry too long when you're sent to bed, you're spanked for being in rebellion, not asked what you need.

Both begin their series unattached and find a partner in time: After a long courtship, Ramotswe marries the splendidly dependable mechanic Mr. J.L.B. Matekoni (always referred to by his full name); Isabel takes to her bed the handsome, gentle young bassoonist Jamie, twenty - eight to her forty - two, once enamored of» and rejected by» her niece Cat.

Bravest: Tamara Out Loud with «Twenty - Four Inches to Choose Truth» «But in those moments, in that bed where I had lain captive to depression the long night before, I saw for the first time in three - quarters of a day that I finally had a choice.

One was vegan, the other a meat - eater, and the message was clear: vegan men last longer in bed than those who chow down on meat.

my own leg cramps recently got so bad I could no longer stretch my legs out in bed at all (or turn them a certain way, or sit in certain positions) without them cramping.

We've been sleeping more than usual (I actually went to bed with Matthew at 7 pm earlier this week, waking only long enough to scarf down a tiny bowl of pasta for dinner before drifting off to la - la - land again), eating our collective weight in local ice cream, and touring small, nearby towns in the afternoons before heading back to the cottage for happy hour snack time.

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.

I planted 16 plants this year, in two beds approx 4 - 5 ′ wide and 10 - 12 feet long.

I'd rather stay in bed a little longer under my warm, thick comforter with three cats snuggled against my legs.

just wanted to stay in bed for long.

I am loathe to waste a single minute in bed that I could've spent going for a run or a long bike ride, practicing guitar, or reading an amazing book.

I'm no longer used to getting up in the night to the kids, therefore having a very poorly Pickle in bed with me spending most of the night not sleeping is taking its toll on both of us.