Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
Every once in a while -- perhaps once a year or so -- the water in my house decides to turn color for a while. I'm not sure if it's the whole house, or just the bathroom, but it's certainly most noticeable there, with a certain vessel full of the stuff looking for all the world like the last person forgot to flush. It's also noticeable when you need to rinse your teeth, and realize that the contents of your Dixie cup have a decidedly non-colorless complexion. It usually goes away after a few flushes, so I've never felt the need to throw money at the problem, but it's kinda disgusting while it lasts. And kinda embarrassing when you've got guests. So Karen and Angie, sorry if you or your families were grossed out by my horrendously hued H2O!
More about my latest Sabbath feast adventure later. Just wanted to clear up the murkiness...if only metaphorically!
(And for the record, I didn't really post this at midnight -- I was quite dead to the world by then. I posted it a couple hours earlier, but I fiddled with the time so it would show up on my new template.)
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 12:00 AM