Sentences with phrase «what little warmth»

Where I live, it's definitely not as much of a stretch as Texas, becuase end of August is when it starts to get cold anyways, but it's not good to wish away what little warmth I have!

Not exact matches

Only last week I put up some open shelving in a corner of my kitchen which was looking a little bare and it's absolutely true what you say, it adds warmth, charm and personality by the bucket - load!

What a great, versatile piece... and perfect for wearing over a cute little holiday dress for a little extra warmth

Recent Oscar winners like Anne Hathaway (in advance of her Les Misérables win), Jennifer Lawrence (Silver Linings Playbook), and J.K. Simmons (Whiplash) have all popped by to add a little warmth and whimsy to what can be a very serious campaign season.

Her older husband (Simon Russell Beale) provides warmth and companionship but little passion; her lover (Tom Hiddleston) is handsome and lusty, but too troubled and self - involved to give her what she needs.

She used to be a teacher but stayed home now, caring for the little ones, patient and gentle and too smart for the brutality of that life, it was sucking the lifeblood out of her and yet feeding her at the same time — she was loving, that's what it was, this man was well loved (something in the relaxed way he moved, the shine on his face) and right now the wife was sleeping with all of their little ones in their big bed because it was easier that way, and she liked the warmth of their small bodies nestled against her, and she missed him so very much, and maybe she thought that sometimes on those long, long trips he was up to something but she trusted him because she wanted to because he had that boldness in his eyes, that life --

Despite what I think is Ms. Patchett's sincerity in all this, she may find that the warmth and fuzziness generated by her creation of the bookstore in Nashville does little to cushion her comments on the world stage.

Parental support comprises the composite of four parental support scales assessing parental warmth (five items, e.g., «My parents are kind to me»; Cronbach's alpha =.83), parental involvement (six items, e.g., «My parents ask me about my life»; Cronbach's alpha =.77), parental supervision (eight items, e.g., «My parents tell me what time I have to be at home»; Cronbach's alpha =.79), and parental inconsistency (five items, e.g., «My parents nag me about little things»; Cronbach's alpha =.73).

Next I am going to share a little of what we have done so far to create more character and warmth throughout our home.

A little more textural and touches of black are what helps add warmth to my family room.

It brings in just a little more warmth, which after all is what fireplaces are all about right?

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

If it's a little too bright and peppy, add more warmth and depth with natural materials and richer colors and see what happens!

Only last week I put up some open shelving in a corner of my kitchen which was looking a little bare and it's absolutely true what you say, it adds warmth, charm and personality by the bucket - load!

It's pretty amazing what even a few little straw hats and baskets can do to add texture and warmth to a space.