Sentences with phrase «n't get in bed»

But probably the biggest reason Delta shouldn't get in bed with Virgin Atlantic is Sir Richard Branson, Virgin Atlantic's billionaire founder and largest shareholder.

Be close to the bed (to physically reassure him of your presence and so that you can easily place him back without over exhausting yourself) but do not get in the bed or allow him to sit in your lap or be out of the bed.

But do not get in the bed or allow him to sit in your lap or be out of the bed.

Then they wonder why their child isn't getting in bed and falling asleep right away after so many activities that should have made her tired.

Slowing down for me meant making a point to go to bed early (and not get in bed early then scroll social for two hours).

Not exact matches

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.

I was working seven days a week, had minimal time for family and friends, and, most importantly, knew that this career was something that wouldn't continue to get me out of bed in the morning.

«Get in bed with someone like [Evans] now so you got complete access to a kid... because if the coach says nobody can come around — can't nobody f — ing come around,» Dawkins said, according to the complaint.

This sends a message to your subconscious mind that you don't even have the self - discipline to get out of bed in the morning.

Congress should keep in mind God's further lament — that «even bein» God ain't no bed of roses» — and get out of the miracle business.

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?

They took me to lunch, they did my hair (in fact they consulted with my dermatologist as to what they could or couldn't do), and when I couldn't get out of bed they brought lunch over and made me laugh.

The kingdom of God is like this: A man scattered seed on the land; he goes to bed at night and gets up in the morning, and the seed sprouts and grows — how, he does not know.

Ezekiel 17: 22 - 23, Mark 4: 26 - 29: The kingdom of God is like this: A man scattered seed on the land; he goes to bed at night and gets up in the morning, and the seed sprouts and grows — how, he does not know.

Wonk, with respect... prostate or colon cancer is not something you can get by the choices in your life in the same way as choosing to go to bed with a guy.

I hear noises in the house, and I can't get used to sleeping in bed alone.

That night, we laid on the floor in our bedroom, we couldn't even manage to get into the bed or onto the couch.

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!

«A man scatters seed on the land; he goes to bed at night and gets up in the morning, and the seed sprouts and grows — how, he does not know.»

And what of the purpose and meaning all of us need in our lives to help us get out of bed in the morning and not descend into misery?

God hates the sin but loves the sinner and none of are the Judge (I am not condoning gayness but trying to get everyone to see, in accordance with the bible, how God could take one or two men in bed if they believe and have faith in Him as their Lord and Savior).

Our little town didn't have any motels and there weren't enough beds in family homes for everyone to get their own bed, so every bed was filled with adults, men with men and women with women.

I still kept a round of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked heart, with the solicitations of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort of merriment or diversion, that I thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had gone to my bed.

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».

They change the beds you slept in [in] these hotels last night and can't get a union contract.

The black that succeeded in life, did not blame it on slavery but got out of bed early and went after an education and got it.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, put your PJs on Get in bed, get a help, say a prayer with mom Don't forget, I love you And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends You don't need the reason why Because, because, because, because I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the moGet in bed, get a help, say a prayer with mom Don't forget, I love you And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends You don't need the reason why Because, because, because, because I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the moget a help, say a prayer with mom Don't forget, I love you And tomorrow we will do this all again because a mom's work never ends You don't need the reason why Because, because, because, because I said so, I said so, I said so, I said so I'm the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom, the mom!!

If so, we wouldn't have to get out of bed in the morning.

There have been times in my life when for weeks I did not want to get out of bed.

There is the ordinary man who gets out of bed to answer his neighbor's knocking, not out of friendship, but in order to be rid of his importunity (Luke 11:5 — 8).

Don't look at your phone in bed, make it a no phone zone and write down three things you are grateful for every single morning before you get out of bed.

Read this post while lying in bed trying to get up this morning and once I did, I couldn't wait to get stuff done so I could go play in the kitchen with all this yummy - ness!

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).

They're the people responsible for getting me out of bed in the morning, keeping my eyes open during boring conversations, and making me generally not a terrible grumpy person.

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.

Never mind there weren't any flowers... I got breakfast in bed, that counts a lot as it is.

Every once in awhile if I didn't wait the few minutes to let it absorb into my skin before I crawl into bed, I will get an «oily» mark on my sheets.

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.

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).

So not possible in my life, it's what gets me out of bed in the AM.

I have an obsession with pb & I tried not to buy it for a week... I have no self control, I spent 2 hours at the gym, came home, got in bed & got out of bed to go & buy peanut butter!

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.

When we were first married, I got up at 5:30 in the morning to get to work on time and was usually napping by 4 pm, while Carl rolled out of bed around 8:00 to head to classes at university, and then was busy till at least 11:00 at night, so we didn't see a whole -LSB-...]

Tell me I'm not the only one who likes a little snack when the kids finally get in bed.

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!)

Wow, we are seriously on the same page this week — I made rice stuffed tomatoes on a bed of potatoes on Saturday afternoon, following a years - old recipe I found over on Rachel Eats, and they were fine, but not great like I wanted them to be — the rice goes soaks in the tomato sauce first, but doesn't actually get cooked, so some of it was a little too chewy for me.

If you hate the idea of crawling out of bed to spend time in the kitchen cooking in the morning then don't worry, I've got you covered.

I feel like I've been failing as a parent lately... my patience is gone before I get out of bed in the morning, and my poor kids get the brunt of the fact that I haven't been taking care of myself for a while now.

Now, I can't say this is entirely the result of the fat bombs as I've started adding some other supplements to my diet for better sleep (more on this in a future post), but I do believe that having a dose of healthy fats before bed has been helping my body get better rest overall.

So here I am at 9PM on a Tuesday, eating dark chocolate nonpareils in bed and getting ready to binge watch start season three of OITNB (by the way, my friend wrote a brilliant piece on the show)(which I don't recommend reading unless you've started season three or thoroughly enjoy spoilers, like me).