Sentences with phrase «works wonder for lunch»

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I think most people go to work wondering what they're going to do for lunch.

There is no freezer at work and I was wondering if it would be okay in the fridge for about 4 hours before lunch?

During those days when I was overweight and I was working to achieve a healthy weight, Often I used to wonder what to eat for lunch which should include balanced nutrition with good carbs, proteins, good fats and green veggies and yet flavorful.

During those days when I was overweight and I was working to achieve a healthy weight, Often I used to wonder what to eat for lunch which should include balanced nutrition with good carbs, proteins, good fats and green veggies and yet flavorful.

On a side note - if you're wondering why else I chose to bring some of the things I did, light lunches and dinner are included with room and board where I work so I mainly brought things for breakfast and snacks.

I love eggs and was wondering if this would work and put me back into ketosis: Breakfast: 2 scrambled eggs; 1 tablespoon butter; 1 tablespoon cream cheese (340 calories; 4 carbs; 34 fat; 14 protein; according to myfitnesspal) Lunch: 2 hard boiled eggs with 2 tablespoons duke's mayo (340 calories; 1 carb; 34 fat; 12 protein; according to myfitnesspal) Dinner: 2 scrambled eggs; 1 tablespoon butter; 1 tablespoon cream cheese (340 calories; 4 carbs; 34 fat; 14 protein; according to myfitnesspal) I do believe I could eat this for 3 - 5 days if it will work; just desperately need the scales to move in a smaller direction!

Even a short 20 - 30 minute power nap or lunch nap will do wonders for your adaptation and daily work life.

By lunch, they were wondering if anyone would ever qualify a home for Version 3 of the program, and what other kind of work they could do as raters since their ENERGY STAR business was about to disappear.

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.