But that's silly, because it was fun... A race photo is ONE SINGLE moment in time and I let one of
them steal joy from me.
How many of you have let a race photo
steal joy from you??
Taking issue with the AFT's involvement in opt - out, Stewart wrote, «Why waste an opportunity to exploit the energy of white moms and the teachers that serve them who now see the obsession with closing racial disparities in schools as
stealing joy from children of relative privilege?»
It makes me happy, and I'm not going to let anything
steal that joy from me.
Not exact matches
(
stole this trick
from the
joy of cooking cookbook) I also made the burger and sides that were in the article as well... the tomato compote, tarrago pickles and slaw were great on the burger.
My body has carried a child, now growing another one, and in my own self consciousness» that can often
steal all of the
joy from those magical feats, I remember the work that that belly, thighs and hips are doing.
Cup finals offer many of these moments,
from the
joy of Andy Linighan and Alan Sunderland's late winners, to the horrors of Owen's late turnaround,
from the aforementioned shoot - out
steal of 2005, to the West Ham disappointment.
No matter what the circumstances were surrounding the loss of your last baby, whether it was an early miscarriage, a stillbirth, or an infant death, I know that much of the
joy of pregnancy has been
stolen from you and replaced with fear — a fear that can't be reasoned away until and unless you are holding a healthy baby in your arms.
A few dollars and a few hours spent in obedience training will pay big dividends: the family will have a dog that is truly a
joy to have around, a dog with manners that does not chew the furniture,
steal cookies
from the baby, jump on Aunt Martha with his muddy paws, or act like he's in harness for the Iditarod every time a leash is attached to his collar.
Smiling
from droopy ear to droopy ear, With a cold little nose,
Stealing my heart, and filling it with
joy.
I want to help you explore ways to keep perfectionism and over-thinking
from stealing your
joy.
Clutter and chores threatened to
steal the space and
joy away
from things I really wanted to invite in to my home and life.
I would kidnap my husband of 42 years (
from work) and
steal him away to a beautiful spot on the Chespeake Bay for an afternoon of beauty and
joy... and delicious food!