Sentences with phrase «of happy friends»

This article was actually about 5 tangible things the author found in all of her happy friends» homes, but «purge» would be a cool one to add to a «5 ways to feel happier in your home» post!
I really didn't have a team to rally behind (since my beloved Redskins did not make it), but being from Maryland, I must say I have a lot of happy friends this week!

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With over 30 million people using Foursquare, it's a great way of helping happy customers tell all their friends where they are.
Remember last year's big news about the power of social connection: that friends could make you fatter, happier, and even sexier?
6 Reasons to Delete Your Facebook Account Right Now If wishing happy birthday to hundreds of «friends» you've never met each day wasn't enough of a reason to log off of Facebook for good, here are six others.
We are happy when we have family, we are happy when we have friends and almost all the other things we think make us happy are actually just ways of getting more family and friends.
After all, decades of research suggests that having work friends is one of the pillars of workplace happiness, and that happier employees are more productive, more loyal, and more engaged.
My friend is happy of the opportunity for new work, and my bad customer has a new source for content.
There's quite a bit of research that shows that the strength of one's network of friends correlates closely with how happy one is while in retirement.
True happiness comes from your inner landscape — things like loving yourself, providing for your family, having happy moments with friends and feeling proud of how you are making a living.
There's so much you do have, and it's not just things; you also have experiences, family and friends, memories, pockets of happy moments, laughter your shared with someone, your personal strengths, your skills and talents, and you most likely also have a reasonable amount of knowledge about the world and how it works.
If you learn to love the practice of supporting your friends and family, then you'll be happy now and see the results later.
One of my friends recommended this book to me because she knows my interest in magazines and thrillers, and I'm happy she did.
A close friend of Alan Henning, Louise Woodward - Styles, posted pictures on Twitter of a beaming Alan in happier times, saying: «This is the image we should be sharing.
Imagine visiting the Coca - Cola U.S. Capitol Building, or else wishing your friends a Happy Macy's and Wal - Mart Day on the third Thursday of November?
A contribution to the college fund of a friend or relative is unlikely to be appreciated by kids hoping for a Wii U, but it sure makes parents happy.
Of course, friends, family and happy customers will be happy to help without any incentives..
Happy birthday from Bob to Erica (a year younger than mass - produced personal computers) and Heather (twice the age of Google); to Christine's son Matt (a year younger than The Simpsons); to Vikram (a year younger than the International Space Station); to Pamela's childhood friend Bert (twice the age of Macintosh computers); to Marian's son Bryan (the same age as Kobe Bryant); and to our editor who makes this newsletter possible, Rosa (one - sixth the age of The Atlantic), from the other members of the Daily team.
Making new friends can also help extend your business contacts, and find people with complementary skills who may be happy to swap with you (for example exchange some hours of bookkeeping with a new logo design).
You can expect happier customers who return more often, recommend you to all their friends, higher revenues, a larger share of the market, and a stronger company.
Your friend is happy because he or she does not need to go searching for the service, the service provider is happy because of the business coming their way, and you are happy because of the dough coming your way.
He was as content and happy as any friend I have, and he deserved every bit of the joy that was part of his life.
I'd be thrilled to recommend this store to friends, you guys really take care of your customers, I was happy to experience this first hand!
Speaking to the last of the Maccabean brothers, «the king appealed..., not with mere words, but with promises on oath, to make him rich and happy if he would abandon his ancestral customs: he would make him his Friend and entrust him with high office» (2 Mac 7:24).
The fear of the great nothing is too much for my mind to bear, and I can sleep at night by convincing myself that the absolute nothing we all face one day will instead be full of happy choirs of angels, reward for any suffering I've endured, punishment of the wicked and evil (it pains me to think those who cause so much evil will not suffer for eternity, so hell is a great comfort too), and that I'll get to see all those I currently miss since the death of friends and family are so painful.
But I think what made me the happiest was knowing that my best friend, the son of very conservative Christian parents like my own, wasn't going to live his life in secret.
Believing in something does not make it real and most of the adults I know have stopped believing in imaginary friends (we are just as productive and happy as someone who uses those imaginary friends to get them through the day).
I find myself having less Christian friends as a result, but I am happier and I think I have a better understanding of what love is and who Jesus is.
They have love lives (sometimes not the kind that would keep evangelicals happy), they have outside interests and friends beyond the Church, and the majority seem to be wrestling and stumbling their way through a life of faith.
At this point in my life, I would be happy to stay SOMEWHERE and walk out my salvation in the company of friends, which would be the reconciliation of the two I think I'm seeking.
«All the time not having a clue that they were being whispered against, campaigned against by both Catholics & Anglicans who made it palpably clear that this initiative was detrimental to the «dialogue towards unity» and temporarily compromised their positions as oecumenical ambassadors - that this was a counter-productive «wacked - out» scheme by an ailing Pope who merely needed to be placated until he died - hence delaying tactics, obfuscations, procedurality, red tape and making everything as difficult and administratively untenable as possible; with patronising sympathy and hand - wringing at their lot while sneering, dismissing and chuckling to themselves that the whole thing will eventually come to naught... that the administration will crumble via crises and power politics andpersonality clashes and outright frustration at the situation... and ultimately the Ordinariate will be re-integrated into the Conference system and those not happy about it will crawl back to their friends in the C of E.
On a fun note, I'd like to offer my congratulations to friend of the blog Micah, who is now a happy father of two.
I am happy to count among my own friends a rather remarkable number of men of high intellectual distinction who have returned to the full Christian outlook after years of defection from it, and I should say that in practically every case the renewed hospitality of their minds to Christian truth came about through their awakening to the essential untenability of the alternative positions which they had been previously attempting to occupy.
a high proportion of whom had been labeled «hopeless» by their families, friends, doctors, and clergymen, are today living constructive, happy lives without alcohol.
You can not possibly believe that Liberals (which I'm happy to say I'm socially liberal and fiscally conservative) are baby killers?!? I have many conservative and many liberal friends — all highly educated — and NOT ONE view abortion as a form of contraception or in any way a good thing.
She came out at 30 and has been nothing but happy since then with a full life and plenty of friends and family that love her and love who she is.
Many of my complementarian friends seem incredibly happy in their relationships.
An atheist friend of mine tells me that he is very happy in life and that he doesn't understand why «believers» are bothered by his choice of life.
While I'm happy to pray for the safety of my friends and loved ones who serve, I'm not convinced that America's present foreign adventures justify the full Goliath treatment in prayer.
With the volunteers sat their dear ones, proud, happy, and envied by the neighbors and friends who had no sons and brothers to send forth to the field of honor, there to win for the flag, or, failing, die the noblest of noble deaths.
I am so happy that they are friends and both of these men are moving on.
We think that Christianity is about being «happy, happy, happy all the time,» seeing God miraculously answer all our prayers, and have all of our Christian friends surround us with financial and emotional support every time the least little thing goes wrong.
a very happy christmas to you my naked friend... and may 2009 be the best of years for you and your wonderful blog!
I live a very happy, fulfilling life full of family, friends and adventures.
When I was 11, one of my school friends went to what I call a «happy - clappy» church.
But am I just human enough to not be able to fully comprehend heaven and, therefore, be afraid of saying goodbye to my sweet wife, daughters, friends, homebrewing, crisp fall air, laughing so hard I cry, happy little existence that I've eked out?
You said «While I am happy with my destiny of enlightening the world with the truth...» It appears that you are merely spouting your delusions about your imaginary friend.
Given my more liberal leanings, some friends have suggested I'd be happier living up North, where I wouldn't have to worry about getting shot at for boasting an Obama 08 bumper sticker, and where I'd perhaps enjoy a broader selection of diverse faith communities.
The writer of an unsigned article in The New Yorker, describing a feeling experienced at the funeral of a friend whose long and happy life had been spent as a wife and mother, caught it well:
A long time ago a fundamentalist friend drew a picture of me miserable and sad on one side of a gorge and lots of happy smily people on the other.
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