Sentences with phrase «while catching up on blog»

Yea, I have definitely been binge watching while catching up on blog stuff, finishing my Halloween costume, and other tasks.

Not exact matches

I'll be talking to you again on Friday; my good friend and blog designer Lisa from Sweet2Eat Baking was kind enough to create a lovely guest post for me, while I scramble to get caught up again after my whirlwind travel tour last week.

I've been catching up on your blog and missed it while I was away!

Once that point rolls around (it varies day - by - day), I'm usually catching up on the news or my favorite blogs while Issey preps dinner.

If I'm sitting by her this isn't a problem because I can catch her, but sometimes she wants to sit up while I am doing other things like cleaning the kitchen or working on a blog post... these things don't just write themselves.

He usually cooks while I drink my coffee and catch up with you guys on my blog.

After that I take up a position near my iMac and work on blog posts while catching up on my newest audible book.

I haven't visited your blog in a while but I'm happy I got the chance to catch up on your posts today!

7:00 p.m. Sam feeds cats dinner while I head upstairs to unwind and and catch up on blog and social media stuff.

I used to catch up on my feedly app on my phone while I was nursing, but as Burke gets older his nursing sessions get shorter and I definitely don't have time to sit around reading blogs like I could do at my old AOL job.

I was able to catch up on my favorite reads while I was away but couldn't comment on blogs for some reason... but I am up to date!

It's been a while since I've been on the blogosphere but I'm currently trying to catch up on your blog.

aka my OCD side's idea of heaven), saw the new 50 Shades movie with a girlfriend, and caught up on some blog work while my fiancé and I watched some television before hitting the hay.

This is great for blogs like ours, where you aren't going to read it every day, or if you are in motion you can get the last month of articles and get caught up with them on your e-Reader, Tablet, Smartphone while on the go.

Here is your chance to learn all about avatars, 3D networked environments and «swamps of sexual content,» all while catching up on the best in the week's blog posts.

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.