Sentences with phrase «of going to bed with»

This allows her to burn calories during the day while she is active instead of going to bed with a full stomach.

Ladies, if you're guilty of going to bed with your makeup on once or twice, don't sweat it too much.

I have a terrible habit of going to bed with makeup still on!

I seem to be having lots of very vivid dreams which is quite contrary to years of going to bed with a tummy full of beer and chips and sleeping like a baby.

Hemsley explained that our tech obsession has steered us away from this age - old practice of going to bed with the moon and waking up with the sun, but if you go camping without your phone, your body will naturally want to get into this rhythm.

Not exact matches

We lived in rural Wisconsin and on one of the coldest nights of the year, I was seven months pregnant with my first child and my husband and I went to bed one night and our house burned down.

They include the light from our screens interfering with our circadian rhythms, social media promoting «emotional or cognitive arousal» that keeps us up, or simply people putting off going to bed to play just one more round of that Facebook game or post another pic on Instagram.

Attempt to get at least 7 hours of sleep per night with the goal of going to bed and getting up at the same time each day.

He slept two to three hours each night and soon discovered the isolation and misery that goes with not having a warm bed of your own.

They went to bed with the lovers of gold and silver.

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.

When, at sixteen, I ceased to go to Mass, the family chid me with laziness, an unwillingness to get out of bed.

The very appetite proceeding from labor and peace of mind is gone: we eat just enough to keep us alive: our sleep is disturbed by the most frightful dreams; sometimes I start awake, as if the great hour of danger was come; at other times the howling of our dogs seems to announce the arrival of the enemy: we leap out of bed and run to arms; my poor wife with panting bosom and silent tears takes leave of me, as if we were to see each other no more; she snatches the youngest children from their beds, who, suddenly awakened, increase with their innocent questions the horror of the dreadful moment.

This tack has been quite effective in working with pagans, wiccans, and several people who have joined some questionable new age groups... like the mother of a friend who after years as a pentacostal became a scientologist... were still working on that one... time to go to bed.

I'm not in bed with any religion, but I won't go out of my way to urinate on thier beliefs.

would you really want the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with think you're horrible in bed?

This is the beginning of almost continuous involvement with TV of at least some family members until they go to bed.

If the Doctor hadn't gone looking to figure out why he was scared of that dream as a child, he wouldn't have had the dream to begin with because it wasn't a dream — it was Clara under the bed.

When children go to bed with a small spoonful of greens in their tummy, who says they can change that and pull a greenback out of their wallet?

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.

You're god is in bed with theirs, you are all in bed with eachother and are pathetic creepy sad freaks of nature that I wish would go away to your stupid heaven and STAY there.

behold, men were bringing on a bed a man who was paralyzed, and they sought to bring him in and lay him before Jesus; 19but finding no way to bring him in, because of the crowd, they went up to the roof and let him down with his bed through the tiles into the midst before Jesus.

Those times of prayer with children before they go to bed can be graced opportunities to have that quiet intimate chat with your child.

If you come in and yank me out of bed for an IMAGINARY fire, for which there is not even a whiff of proof, I'm gonna be real cranky with you.

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».

My husband Dan went in for a check - up the other day, and came back with strict instructions from his doctor to eat a bowl of ice cream before bed every night.

It too has more or less liberal and conservative expressions, with the former leaning toward communitarianism (a kind of unlikely hybrid of socialism and capitalism that Alasdair MacIntyre once rather dryly called «going to bed with the phone company») and the latter stressing traditional morality and trying to resist the rationalizing trends of modern society.

i think people need to sit down and read the bible it is in there and we all have a right to preach and say what we will but god is the only judgeing person in the usa and i feel that we all need to look at what we have done instead of trying to bring the pastor of this church down and this pastor has the right to preach on what he believes and what it says in the bible i am going to follow what the bible says and in the bible it says that god says that no man and man should be in the bed togather or should no woman or woman be in the bed togather i went into town and my daughter was with me and ask me why these to woman was kissing each other now how are you to tell a child that is 7 that they are wife and wife that would sound weird

More than just beds to sleep on, they invited us to eat dinner with them and drew us all sorts of maps so we wouldn't get lost going out at night.

So rise with me now from the bed, brothers and sisters, and walk with me toward those to whom we should apologize, and then onward we go on the paths we each have chosen to the City of Light; and on your journey I wish you peace and joy unending.

Well I've got to go to bed so I wanted to end the evening with a couple of thoughts.

I was also beaten by random girls for no reason, put into a dumpster, tied up in an abandoned rv by some sick teens who thought that was funny, almost raped by a man while walking down the street at the age of 17 but because I screamed he only made me jack him off (at knife point), almost raped at a friend of a friend's house when we just dropped in for a minute, was impovershed growing up, even to the point where we didn't have power in the middle of winter, had to sleep all in the same bed to stay warm and used our pantry as a refrigerator, lived (and I mean LIVED) with roaches for years no matter where we moved to, was a child during the time when we had our own civil rights movement here and went through a few horrible experiences at the time.

By holding these suggestions through the evening I went to bed and fell asleep, saying: «I am soul, spirit, just one with God's Thought of me,» and slept all night without waking, for the first time in several years [the distress - turns had usually recurred about two o'clock in the night].

The spelt crust is my go - to quick tart crust — it's unsweetened and with a touch of salt, making a perfect bed for the decadent filling.

And I would genuinely appreciate a direct answer with no sugarcoating (0: I would love to hear more details of how you healed from POTS — what supplements or healing modalities were game changers for you — how you went from being in bed and having been so sick to where you are now.

I am also a Porridge addict and go to bed at night craving it and wake up too early with excitement of what combination I can make today!

Fill it most of the way with water and just stick it either on the counter, or in the fridge, before you go to bed.

It took the realization that if I wanted oatmeal on weekday mornings, I was going to either have to a) drag myself out of bed 30 minutes earlier (nope), b) subsist on sub-par instant oatmeal packets (not terrible, but I've spoiled myself with the more healthful and flavorful steel cut variety) or c) finally see (taste?)

Then of course I am too lazy to make mini pie crusts so I whipped up a shortbread and a custard and threw it all together later that evening (after the kids went to bed, we have a problem with sharing around here).

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.

Literally, I went to bed one night with a Blogger blog and woke up the next morning with a WordPress blog and all of my posts, comments, ads, widgets, etc. were there too.

I really like this natural gold standard casein protein, I take it right before bed and mix it with 12oz of fat free milk and 2tbsp of natural peanut butter, next I'm going to try the natural gold standard whey in chocolate

Most of my blogging happens during naptime or after my toddler goes to bed, which doesn't leave much opportunity to experiment with endless ingredients and complicated instructions.

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!

For the nightly feeding before you go to bed, use only 10 grams of starter with the 20 of flour and 10 of water.

I've gotten into the habit of asking myself if there's anything that needs to be soaked before I go to bed, and sometimes I'll just soak a cup of some bean / lentil / grain without even knowing what I'll do with it the next day.

Cilantro lime bean salad mixed with quinoa and served on a bed of lettuce with avocado chipotle sauce is my go - to healthy lunch or dinner option.

Even with cost and time - effective solutions for cooking, at the end of the day too many Americans go to bed hungry.

We ate at so many places, got blisters, had homemade salsa with two of our best friends, and went to bed past midnight every night.