She spends much of her time with Ein.

She spends a lot of her time mumbling to herself, whilst her family desperately try to help her.

She often spends time commiserating with Blanch, or conversing with frogs who claim to be enchanted princes.

She is drinking heavily, has lost her singing voice and much of her looks and spends time with card sharps and con artists.

She is a self-described " lone, lorn creetur " that spends much of her time pining for " the old ' un " ( her late husband ).

She spends a fortune on it and even has to sell her mother's diamond ring.

She spends a summer granting half-hearted wishes and gains a reputation among demons as " Miss Soft-Serve ".

She spends a great deal of time on the spinning of the wool, whereas Susie, for example, spent a great deal of time on the finding of the herbs and several of the other processes.

She has a single room, where she spends most of her time.

She strings beads for a living, and spends her days cleaning the apartment, washing and ironing her mother's and grandfather's clothes, and preparing their supper.

She stated, “ I make my pictures for what Hollywood spends on lipstick ,” and observed that Hollywood “ has been a major obstacle to the definition and development of motion pictures as a creative fine-art form .” She set herself in opposition to the Hollywood film industry ’ s standards and practices.

She spends the day organizing a party that will be held that night while also reminiscing about the past.

She spends a belated Christmas with them and then meets his younger brother Jack ( Pullman ), who is supposed to take over his father's furniture business.

She also comments that " Sahara also spends more time exploring both Mikako ’ s and Noboru ’ s feelings about Mikako ’ s appointment to the Lysithea, which is very revealing for both characters ".

She spends her limited time off at the Cobb, a pier jutting out to sea, staring at the sea itself.

She tries to lead a normal life, and spends a lot of time on clothes, a part-time job and romance in the sequels.

She is currently studying with the Venerable Lama Dzigar Kongtrul Rinpoche, and spends seven months of each year in solitary retreat under his direction in Crestone, Colorado.

She spends the day in the fields daydreaming, and unseen, draws lipstick circles around her nipples.

She spends so much time dwelling in her Outback that the real world and The Outback gradually become unstable.

She currently lives in San Francisco, CA, but often spends time in Italy.

She spends the following months leading her army of demon followers in waging a war against the Lords of Hell, very successfully since her empathy overwhelms the enemy armies, causing them to turn on their respective lords ( most noticeably Blackheart ).

She convinces Sachiko to find her a studio, where she spends a great deal of time working on her dolls.

She spends the evening with Bill and B. B.

She lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.

She drank greedily, and murmured, `` Thank you '', as he lowered her head.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

She got to her feet, staggered, and almost fell.

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing at her eyes.

She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.

She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.

She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She swung the quirt again, and this time he caught her wrist and pulled her out of the saddle.

She came down against him, and he tried to break her fall.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.

She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.