Sentences with phrase «totter back»

I tottered back into work yesterday, but geez it was a struggle.

Not exact matches

If you are dulled and dazed with the fever and the fret, or weary and worn — tottering under burdens too heavy to bear — go back to the old outdoor home.»

The teeter - totter image took me right back there.

Try not to allow your lower back to sag or torso to teeter - totter.

As it's being taken away, it totters off the back of a truck onto the ice queen's head — so much for happily ever after.

Leaner of back it was, flanked by more profound abysses, deeplier gashed, too treacherous and too sudden in its changes from sure rock to rotten and perilous: piled with tottering crags, hung about with cornices of uncertain snow, girt with cliffs smooth and holdless as a castle wall.

Sannoh is taken by surprise by Shohoku starting play, but they soon get their rhythm and throw Shohoku off theirs and the game is like a teeter totter, the tide turning from Shohoku to Sannoh and the slowly back to Shohoku.

He used to jump on our horse & gofor rides with me, teeter totter with our pet sheep, & mostly be kind to everyonnne (except stray dogs that «happened upon our property» Once he got into them they NEVER came back or skirted our drive & slunk around through the field.

Yet, when I look back at my growing up years, I remember the two dogs (one succeeding the other) that tottered behind me and unknowingly taught me a whole lot of things that would later change the way I look at our world.

At first sight, his tottering towers of spun discs, or unbalanced stacks of plates, seem totally abstract; but in this exhibition, his drawings reveal their figurative origins and send you back to look again and notice the distorted faces, like people trapped in the warped material, that spookily populate his restless universe.

Then it was back to my sister's for more champagne and nibbles before I tottered home for extensive, last - minute gift wrapping.

I consoled myself with the knowledge I'd be catching the Fabba Abba tribute tomorrow night, plus I'd already enjoyed a stirring rendition of «I Just Called To Say I Love You» in the piano bar on my way to the Captain's welcome drinks (the prospect of free champagne marred slightly by thinking I'd lost our new camera, dashing distraught to guest relations, tottering empty - handed back to the cabin, sobbing brokenly on the bed and finally discovering it in a secret compartment in my iPad bag).

Then we tottered nauseously back to the cars and headed home.