Have people seen the new TWOP design? It seems so corporate.
Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
So, I'm more or less caught up at work, so now I need to get cracking on Actual Work, but I still don't want to! I would say it feels like I never left, except I hit the wrong button in the elevator earlier. I haven't worked on the 5th floor in years!
Kathy, painless passing~ma to your friend. I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, Kathy. Clearly, your friend has been loved.
Oh Kathy. Much grace, ease and pain-free transition ~ma to Norma. In reading your last line about her trademark greeting, I got a vivid, heartwarming picture in my mind of a woman with bright eyes and an even brighter smile. Blessings to you both.
Happy birthday wishes to Lee and oh my, I'm SO glad you are here appreciation for b.org and all who built, sustain, and populate her.
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Kenadie Jourdin-Bromley weighed 2 lbs, 8 ounces when she was born in February 2003. She was not expected to live more than a day, but she has survived.
She continued to defy doctors expectations and at the age of 8 months, Kenadie was finally diagnosed with primordial dwarfism, a genetic condition that is believed to affect only about 100 people in the world. She isn't expected to grow past about 30 inches or weigh more than 8 pounds.
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Kathy, I'm so sorry about your friend.
I got a vivid, heartwarming picture in my mind of a woman with bright eyes and an even brighter smile.
That's Norma! It's been several years since I've seen her, but luckily, the department I'm in now is filled with people who've been here forever, so some of them still had sporadic contact with her, even though she was laid off back in 2000.
The dept. I started in back in 1992 was where I first met Norma. To show how well-loved she was (and still is, among us old-timers), our department's birthday tradition was that people brought in food on your birthday. You could generally tell how popular you were by the number of dishes brought in; new or not very well-liked people got the standard 5-6 dishes, others got more. When it was Norma's b-day, we had to bring in extra tables for all the food brought in from around the company, because everyone knew her, and to know her was to love her.
What a beautiful metaphor of caring...bringing a dish. I truly believe that being loved like that carries with us over the big thresholds in our lives.
Godspeed Norma.