Sentences with phrase «up nights thinking»

Believe me, I've sat up nights thinking of where I could install a sliding barn door, but with no avail.

There are no words to express my sadness and guilt and I stay up nights thinking about «if only's».

Do you stay up all night thinking of new lies?

Because having a serious conversation that will keep you up all night thinking about it never helped anyone.

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As an entrepreneur, the thought of a disastrous product rollout can keep you up at night.

But after she went to bed, Snyder figured it out: «I woke up in the middle of the night thinking what that error was... I came in, made a special trip on the early train that morning to look at a certain wire.»

Fuks renamed his hotel the Dazzler — he thought the name would appeal to foreign tourists — and ended up renting rooms for just $ 14 a night.

Many factors are contributing to this: the ubiquity of smartphones and internet access, the increasingly global scope of business and, importantly, greater acceptance of flexible and / or alternative work arrangements (think: spending only three hours in the office during the day, then catching up from the neighbourhood coffee shop at night).

I thought they communicated really well together and drew up some nice plays, and it was a good night for the guys.»

«People routinely tell me they're woken up four or five times a night when the phone vibrates and they think they can handle it,» Edholm says.

It's important to differentiate between ideas that have been or can be patented and ideas thought up late at night in a dorm room.

Men showed up at her home and her job at all hours of the day and night, thinking she had posted Craigslist ads to summon them for sexual encounters.

I think the 70 trillion dollars in debt build that we've seen since the outbreak of the great financial crisis is their greatest fear — It keeps them up at night.

In that time, we talked about death, joked about how her age finally caught her (as the previous week she had told me she thought it was starting to catch up to her) and then she told me she was afraid for the night to come because she knew it would be her last and she was afraid of being alone.

That depends, I think, on whether Schleiermacher's and Hegel's day is over, on whether modernity is wrapped up - on whether, as it was put in one late - night discussion of Pannenberg's work in a gathering of friends and admirers, the Enlightenment was a blip.

And at the same time, I see our homes and our travels, our tears and our laughter, I see him standing in the room and weeping over tea - towels with never - babies inside, and I see us holding the now - growing - up babies as they learn to walk, and I see him looking at me across our old bed that he built with his own hands and I see us as kids and I see us as lovers and I see us as best friends, and I see us just last night as we staggered through a sleepless night with lanky kids who couldn't sleep well and I think, God, we grew up together.

You could be tossing and turning late at night, pull up Twitter and just tweet something inane like «Thinking of making a grilled cheese.»

Their time is planned for them, largely, and what used to be thought of as free time is taken up, morning to night, with what adults believe are worthwhile pursuits, in safe and supervised settings.

If our community thinks that there are officers planting evidence in the course of their duty, that is something that will keep me up at night.»

If you take the time to look up into the sky at night, or amaze at life itself, or think deeply about black holes, or try to understand how complicated something as simple as a tree leaf is, and NOT think there is the possibility of there being angels, demons, God, and Satan... well, then I say you are missing something big.

He set up the tent underneath thousand year old pines and spent the night in it, thinking.

«I had such a universal terror that I woke at night with a start, thinking that the Pantheon was tumbling on the Polytechnic school, or that the school was in flames, or that the Seine was pouring into the Catacombs, and that Paris was being swallowed up.

I am no pastor, I am FG, but several, no, ten years ago I got up from a sleepless night and well, lets eves drop on what that young man of 39 was thinking and began to write down: At 3:00 a.m. I think or begin to pray: Father I praise you for.....

So this one strand in the US culture — that Jesus Christ is the problem — leaves a tiny crack of hope — at least we think he is actually up there — to chastise and proclaim day and night, «Hey, Jesus — you're the problem...»

And then, when I thought about my life after school, about how writers must live, how a writer must create, the places where writers go, I thought of New York City walk - ups, of Montreal cobblestones and the longed - for perfecting of my French accent, I thought of London flats, of Paris lofts, I thought of big cities, and crowded streets, old architecture, late nights, I thought of moving back east.

What's more, Olson touches on just about every topic that's been keeping me up at night over the past ten years, and does so in a way that makes me think «If this guy's an evangelical, then maybe I am too.»

Oh the insane things that pop into my head in the middle of the night and make me get up from my warm bed and leave my wife to scrawl in pencil on a blank sheet of paper in the pitch blackness the silliest images that seem to perplex and plague me just so I can hopefully bring a smile to your face and maybe occasionally make us think a little bit world without end.

I think Ross is one of the few who does it properly... That whole idea of taking what the audience are throwing at him and just coming up with it uniquely for that night.

I woke up a few nights ago thinking about the message Jesus began His ministry with in Mark.

I think I want my energy to go instead towards the highways and the hidden corners, banging my old pots and pans into the night, wake up, wake up, the bridegroom is coming and there is room for you at His table!

THink for yourself... obviously it stirred you up... and you are still responding... because the way i wrote it was to incite those feelings... how else can you get to say all you want... if i wanted to spend all night writing then maybe id care... but as i said... leaders do not care what others think... your opinions are as well founded as a mermaid on land... because the way i write a blog does not hinder my ability to get my point across... try adding feeling to your writing... and you might find it works better than your seemingly monotnousTHink for yourself... obviously it stirred you up... and you are still responding... because the way i wrote it was to incite those feelings... how else can you get to say all you want... if i wanted to spend all night writing then maybe id care... but as i said... leaders do not care what others think... your opinions are as well founded as a mermaid on land... because the way i write a blog does not hinder my ability to get my point across... try adding feeling to your writing... and you might find it works better than your seemingly monotnousthink... your opinions are as well founded as a mermaid on land... because the way i write a blog does not hinder my ability to get my point across... try adding feeling to your writing... and you might find it works better than your seemingly monotnous tone

Certainly none of his readers will have trouble differentiating the Good Guys from the Bad guys: the Forces of Evil almost always wear Roman collars or their equivalent (or take orders from those who do), and appear to stay awake nights thinking up new and devilish ways to make life harsh for women.

Many times I woke up in the middle of the night thinking: How can I be considering Catholicism?

but we think they wouldn't get feed that night if we didn't pick them up.

I thought this spaghetti dish last night was delicious, then I warmed up the left over sauce with some quinoa for my lunch today.

I still wake up at night, thinking, That's what I should have said!

I'm sure some of you stay up all night and spend all weekend working too, it's definitely a choice you make when you decide to start your own business, and I think it's important to note that you're absolutely not alone in that!

Our kids already think that Mommy and Daddy stay up and eat candy every night after they go to bed.

I ended up getting sick with the flu on Christmas night, which was our last day in Banff before heading to Hawaii and I remember waking up in the middle of the night and just started crying, upset at the thought of having to go outside again, haha!

I think I might be waking up in the middle of the night to watch it as soon as it comes out

I had some avocado in my salad last night and I think I'll use up the rest of it by toasting old pita breads with olive oil and salt, into crispy - type chips.

Last night we had this with a new fish that I picked up at the farmers» market last Saturday — I think it was called Cobia.

These brownies for one are the perfect dessert for date - night (think Valentine's Day ♥) or when you want to curl up on the sofa with a great movie after a long day.

To tell you the truth, I thought it up while laying in bed Sunday night until approximately 2 am not sleeping.

I think she usually has the link up by Friday night.

And strangely enough I was JUST thinking last night while peeling carrots for a slice «n» roast, «I wonder if these peelings could be crisped up in the oven and used for something, rather than simply putting them in the compost or using them to make veggie stock».

And although these simple soups and broths may warm me up momentarily and provide a brief 30 minute feeling of consolation, if you give me a hot bowl of curried chicken stew, I might feel warm and fuzzy inside all night long and think that maybe I could almost become friends with wintertime.

Last night I watched my father - in - law chop a few up and mix them into some homemade guacamole (I'm pretty sure he thought it was green onion).

Somehow I ended up making three photo - worthy dinners by Friday night, so I thought I would... Continue reading →

If you're like me, you may think you'll remember where you saw a certain recipe, but when it's the night before the party and you're trying to find that special raspberry almond shortbread cookies recipe to whip - up, you don't want to have to waste a bunch of time trying to track it down.