Sentences with phrase «still open the bed»

The trailer tongue was long enough so I could still open the bed, but the Ridgeline's dual - hinge tailgate would give me another option regardless.

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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.

And I also know that by 2:42 a.m. when all has been restored and babies are sleeping again and the window is cracked open for a bit of fresh air, when we are back in our bed and quietly groaning at how over-the-puking-thing we both are by now, it's then, when he reaches out for me and moves the hair back off my neck before resting his calloused hands on the baby still growing within me, when the baby rolls up against his palm, and he whispers, «hey, you» quietly, it's in that moment that I think the love we make or find or reimagine at the unexpected moments is still the sweetest.

Remove ribs and stems, chop into bite - sized pieces / Heat oil in a large skillet / If you're using garlic, saute for a minute or two / Lightly saute kale, coating with oil / Cover skillet and steam kale until wilted but still bright green, adding a tablespoon or so water, if needed / Make a round opening in kale large enough for a large egg yolk / Crack egg and place in opening on bed of kale / Cover again and cook until yolk looks cloudy and firm / Sprinkle with grated cheese / Remove from the heat and cover until cheese is lightly melted / Add salt and pepper to taste.

I tried the baby whisper method, the cry it out a lot method, the cry it out then you pick her up, comfort her without nursing, then put her back on her crib and she's supposed to stay sleeping method, the rock your baby till she's almost asleep then put her to bed still slightly awake and she should drift off, the nurse her till she's sleeping then put her down while slightly awake (eyes closing more than opening, lethargic, unmoving limbs) and she should stay sleeping method... etc etc... i gave up and just prayed that she will learn to sleep and you know what, she got the hang of sleeping when she was ready, and NOT ONE MINUTE BEFORE!

After a long labor and recovery and still feeling like it was unreal, I picked up my new baby from the hospital bed, he opened his eyes and I finally felt like..

Still, polling day was polling day, and I manfully struggled out of bed at 6:30 am for the early morning leaflet drop: with polls opening at 7 am, we were hoping to encourage people to vote before they went to work.

The first is NREM1 between drowsy wakefulness and sleep, in which your muscles are still quite active, you're rolling around in bed and you may occasionally open your eyes.

Hopeless Romantic, Loves to write poetry, still opens the Door for her and on occasion Brings her Breakfast in bed.

Upstairs, Marilyn opens her daughter's door and sees the bed unslept in: neat hospital corners still pleated beneath the comforter, pillow still fluffed and convex.

Not only for the child, because it's a little bit smaller to handle, but also when you get in bed with your child that 8x8 when it opens up, it still looks landscape.

He sleeps in the kitchen / family room still though which is where he seems most comfortable and on Saturday morning Tyrell went down before us to say good morning and as soon as he opened the door Patches ran straight past him up the stairs and jumped right in bed with Roy and I!

We have one small cottage sleeping up to four people.The bedroom is on a mezzanine floor, reached by a set of open stairs.There are two single beds in an open area which you walk through to a large master bedroom with queen bed.The combined living / kitchen / dining area is small but fully equipped with sofa and armchair, small table and chairs, television, video, and potbelly fire and there is a separate bathroom with shower.This cottage also has it's own laundry at the back and is located near the entrance so is not quite as private as the family cottages down by the lake, but still has lovely views over the river valley.

This custom ladder in the middle of the bunk - bed design helps to keep the area open and spacious while still drawing the eye by making the ladder itself a focal point in the room.

The designer, Alexandra Champalimaud, selected the Louis XV bed, which still bears the wheels and handles that were used to move it toward a fire or an open window 250 years ago.

Having a game plan of how I want a room / wall / bed to look like, but still being open minded.

We fit 6 adults, 1 infant, and 1 dog, and still had an open bed.

They really weren't needed and it looks much more open yet you still have the plantings in the raised bed to give a bit of privacy.