I'm not even sure what a soft boiled egg is like!
Kat, that's awful! Poor family, that's a lot of stress.
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I'm not even sure what a soft boiled egg is like!
Kat, that's awful! Poor family, that's a lot of stress.
Huh, somebody in a small plane just buzzed our building. That was disconcerting to see out the windows.
Oh dear, Kat. That is really tough.
I wonder if I putting the eggs in a steamer rack would work. I have had very poor results attempting the soft boiled egg.
I've never tried soft-boiling eggs. I find runny yolks icky, so I probably won't, although who knows maybe someday that will seem less icky to me? Could happen.
That poor family, what a blow.
Yikes, Connie!
Oh, hey, I have a question. People who keep folders of Thank You or Good Job e-mails for review time, how do you bring those to managements attention? I think it might be too late for this year, but I've started at least sorting the e-mails so maybe I can do that next year, since one of my colleagues mentioned specifically that she was sending me a thank you so it could help with my assessment.
I go through my Kudos folder when I do my self eval. "Received praise from PM Smith regarding the new tools developed for project X". Or even if I don't reference an e-mail directly, having those kinds of comminications in one place helps me remember my highs of the year.
Pretty much what Suzi said--sometimes it just hypes me up to be in a bit more "yeah, let me write how awesome I am" ability, sometime I can put something directly in there "reviewer stated my reports are the most detailed, clear, and explanatory of those she reviews for this project"
What tragedy to have your child survive so much and then... not. I don't even know what to think.
Oh, no. My deepest sympathies to the parents.
Oh, Kat, how heartbreaking.
Absolutely heartbreaking. I'm sure there's some sort of calculus that can figure out which is worse, losing a child early, where it's a loss of someone you love, who has stepped only very lightly on earth, losing that potential or losing a child who you have spent 7 years caring for and investing in, who has been the one who seemed stronger and more capable of survival, who has passed that terrible time when you thought you might lose him.
It's all overwhelmingly awful. And I keep thinking, "There, but the grace of God,..."