Sentences with phrase «night reading with»

Many elementary school students in Marion County Public Schools spend more than 20 minutes per night reading with family members.

I pledge to spend a minimum of fifteen minutes each school night reading with my child or we will work together on homework and enrichment activities.

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His family history is part of the connect - the - dots Parker plays without end, reading late into the night, swimming in medical papers, diving into conversations with researchers of any stripe — discussing malarial vectors with Sir Richard Feachem at UCSF and checkpoint inhibitors with Jim Allison, a groundbreaking immunotherapy researcher at MD Anderson in Houston.

«But when I'm just sitting there at night reading, often the paper magazine or the book, I'm used to that,» he adds with a shrug.

A tweet at 6:38 p.m. Pacific time Friday night to Musk read: «had a terrible experience with very pushy sales guy from tesla stanford shop while shopping for model x.»

When I was a little kid, I spent more than a few nights under the covers with a flashlight reading books like Enders Game and Little House on The Prairie.

One of the founders, Zach Sims, regardless of how many nights he stayed up late reading manuals and watching instructional videos, couldn't keep up with the programming.

A typical Saturday night involves sitting by the fire, reading a book, or maybe board materials, always with a glass of wine.

Bhama said he came up with the idea to create a special wallet Tuesday night after reading a news article about Typhoon Haiyan and the devastation it's caused.

Just a few of the highlights were that I got married to a wonderful woman, continued and made significant progress on our journey to generate passive income, cleaned up my portfolio to sleep well at night, and continued to grow and develop relationships with readers and... [Read more...]

Troye Sivan released his new single «Bloom» on Wednesday night along with a lyric video featuring a lithe, CGI version of the singer twisting in the air in the middle of an industrial building with various types of vegetation growing insi... Read

«I get in around 7 or 8, and I read until about 7 or 8 at night,» he says with a laugh.

so in your spare time of denial read Romans chapter 10 verses 9 thru 13 and give your life to Jesus Christ the one and only God that gave his life for all mankind, rich or poor that we may be forgiven of our sins and have power over the devil, and help the lost to find their way to salvation through the power of the Holy Spirit... so rebuke the devil and be free, give your life to Christ so you can begin to sleep at night... I love you all with the love of Jesus Christ...

Danica - That quote, combined with the entire first bit that jeered mockingly at everyone who disagreed with him, seemed so transparently a forced analogy to himself, that D and I were cracking up while reading it to each other last night.

Watching some Louis C.K. late last night probably has something to do with bewilderment upon reading Austin noting fred's «fragrance»... lol.

Holiness for me was found in the mess and labour of giving birth, in birthday parties and community pools, in the battling sweetness of breastfeeding, in the repetition of cleaning, in the step of faith it took to go back to church again, in the hours of chatting that have to precede the real heart - to - heart talks, in the yelling at my kids sometimes, in the crying in restaurants with broken hearted friends, in the uncomfortable silences at our bible study when we're all weighing whether or not to say what we really think, in the arguments inherent to staying in love with each other, in the unwelcome number on the scale, in the sounding out of vowels during bedtime book reading, in the dust and stink and heat of a tent city in Port au Prince, in the beauty of a soccer game in the Haitian dust, in the listening to someone else's story, in the telling of my own brokenness, in the repentance, in the secret telling and the secret keeping, in the suffering and the mourning, in the late nights tending sick babies, in confronting fears, in the all of a life.

I have grown so tired of reading it, night after night after night, with all of the tinies.

Almost literally every night... And I am very private in my writing and research, she's read a lot of my work but I don't share with her many of the darker things that I've read.

How many women on this spinning globe read Katie and lay in bed at night desperately wrestling and writhing with their own life, hearts dizzy and aching... I was one of them.

With concerts, poetry - reading events, open mic nights and sports activities, there will be plenty on offer.

For what do we long for when we read the Beatitudes, when we meditate on the words of Christ through lectio divina, when we join with Christians past and present to pray the hours, when we climb Teresa of Avila's «Interior Castle,» when we raise our hands in worship, when we eat the bread and drink the wine, when we walk the labyrinths, when like David we see that the night sky declares the glory of God, when we study the Bible in Hebrew and Greek, when we connect with a glorious line from Wendell Berry or Frederick Buechner, or Annie Dillard?

In the third chapter of John's Gospel we read of a man named Nicodemus, a Pharisee and a ruler of the Jews, who came to Jesus by night with a searching and uneasy sense that Jesus could give him something that he needed greatly.

Their work is inconclusive and litterly hundreds of years of research seem to be a safer bet than your «theologians» that came up with this after one night when they were reading and wanted to be known.

Lottie's research on love leads her to John Donne, an encounter Miller describes with her lean and evocative attention to physical detail: «One night — this was about ten days before the accident — she was reading Donne's love poetry.

If Santa Clausism became the dominant «religion» of the country, tried to influence the government, inst / itute laws and public policies and demand that it be taught in public education - start every school day with a reading from «Twas the Night Before Christmas» and have «Ho Ho Ho» on your money - I'm just betting that you would have something to say about it on an internet forum and elsewhere!

I could tell you that spending 20 years in a maximum security prison will fill your days with joy and wonder, they will serve ice cream every day and you get massages every lunch hour and the guards rub your feet every night as they read to you from an adventure book while you drift off to sleep.

Reading NT Wright will make my night seem quite alright if I do nt allow myself to get uptight with any of his liberal trite!

The night before, pastor Gadiel Ríos prayed and read the Bible during a Facebook Live broadcast with more than 100 of his congregants, asking that God intercede to protect them and allow them to bless their island in the aftermath.

With the other monks he slept in the large upstairs dormitory, ate in the refectory, listening to suitable reading at the same time; and had his stall in the church for the services which were patterned across the day and some of the night These services were centred on the recitation of the sacred poetry of the Jews, the 150 Psalms, which the early Jewish Christians had continued to recite when they became followers of Jesus, and which had become the staple Christian prayer.

Indeed, he creates a virtual phantasmagoria of suffering from actual instances of human barbarity that he has read about in Russian newspapers: Turkish soldiers cutting babies from their mother's wombs and throwing them in the air in order to impale them on their bayonets; enlightened parents stuffing their five - year - old daughter's mouth with excrement and locking her in a freezing privy all night for having wet the bed, while they themselves sleep soundly; Genevan Christians teaching a naive peasant to bless the good God even as the poor dolt is beheaded for thefts and murders that his ostensibly Christian society caused him to commit; a Russian general, offended at an eight - year - old boy for accidentally hurting the paw of the officer's dog, inciting his wolfhounds to tear the child to pieces; a lady and gentleman flogging their eight - year - old daughter with a birch - rod until she collapses while crying for mercy, «Papa, papa, dear papa.»

Normally, I wouldn't choose the book of Revelation as 2:00 a.m. reading material, but all night long I'd been chasing the broken pieces of a prophecy around my head — something about tribes and tongues and nations, verses I knew but couldn't quite remember, like a poem with missing syllables or a song with forgotten words.

I like to shower at night because it calms me down, we regularly listen to meditative podcasts, we diffuse essential oil blends with lemongrass or lavender or jasmine, we try to read but usually don't last beyond a few minutes.

In this week's recipe we use our vegetarian Carrot Ginger soup with Coconut as a base for a delicious fall vegetarian curry dish with squash and cauliflower — perfect for those cool nights ahead and a great way to use up that leftover turkey this weekend (just add it diced up... Continue reading →

There is a fantastic essay on learning to build clay hearth (chula) with a Rajasthani woman I read before falling asleep last night - the perfect way to welcome colorful and fantastic dreams.

I enjoy our... Continue reading Family Game and Movie Night with OREO!

Time to curl up and read a good book, float in the swimming pool, enjoy outdoor barbecues, spend late nights with friends, -LSB-...]

As I read, I'm eating leftover quinoa with roasted carrots from last night's dinner.

I would paint with acrylics and oils by day, then read Stephen Hawking and Michio Kaku at night.

Wowwers... I just read your book, actually stayed up all night when camping with a head lamp glued to my head drooling over these recipes only to wake up and eat camp fire food:)

Stuffed with picadillo (read: ground beef, potatoes, carrots, spices, even a little beer) and covered in homemade red sauce, they are exactly what you want on a chilly, late - winter's night.

When I was reading this last night and remembering the old Reese's commercial, it flashed into my mind that we could try a sweet version, with chocolate and peanut butter, for dipping in cocoa.

I remember staying up until 3 or 4 in the morning reading under my blanket with only a little night - light (possibly contributing to my horrendous eyesight as well as my degree in literature).

This easy chicken biryani with medjool dates was incredibly delicious and was ready to serve in no time at all.After the awesomeness that was cake and breakfast sausage for dinner last night, I felt like I needed to make it up to my kids for dinner tonight... so I made... [Read more...]

The article, in which the author tries Gwyneth's elimination diet and ends up with a rash on her face, is one of the funnier things I have ever read, and therefore, I wanted to share it with my mom when I met her for dinner one night last May.

my sweet tooth and the newly discovered h.pylori in my gut are screaming for three times as many strawberries or oh, raspberries, and way way more stevia HOWEVER i have been very interested in reading about your food plan for your body — i have had something similar recommended, as i have some health struggles myself, i had a mashed sweet potato salad last night with dandelion greens, a bit of sliced apple and lightly sweetened with stevia coconut butter drizzled all over and coconut oil in the mashed sweets — it was GOOD.

This year's mountain day happened on a fairly overcast Monday, so I enjoyed the outside air for a bit (read: I sipped on a mug of coffee while standing on my patio) but mostly hung with friends in my apartment and then went to my night class BECAUSE NIGHT CLASSES DO N'T APPLY TO MOUNTAIN DAY GOD DAnight class BECAUSE NIGHT CLASSES DO N'T APPLY TO MOUNTAIN DAY GOD DANIGHT CLASSES DO N'T APPLY TO MOUNTAIN DAY GOD DAMMIT.

We spent winter nights by the wood burning stove, heated with apple wood, drinking hard cider and started reading about older apple varieties.

I make myself a cup of Aeropress coffee while I put away the dishes that have dried from dinner the night before and then sit on the couch with my coffee and half a banana with pb or almond butter and read blogs or browse the internet.

I was excited to make this cake after reading the reviews, so I made it for a gaming night with a group of adults.

So, just received The Smitten Kitchen Cookbook for Chanukah (stayed up LATE last night drooling — er, reading — it) and after informing my fussy - eater husband (the giver of this gift) that most future meals would be derived from said book, was met with a blank stare.