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.
Surprise, Surprise, Surprise!
Surprise 1: The first one was on me. I was making a cake yesterday morning for a party Kenny was hosting last night. I had a batch of icing I needed to get rid of, and they seemed like a good cause. So I've slathered the cake with a ton of green icing, and instead of making any attempt to smooth it out, I made it as fluffy as possible. So fluffy it looked like fur. So I was quite surprised when my intended-to-be-plain cake demanded white fondant eyes and black icing brows and turned into Oscar the Grouch! Alas, I did not get a picture.
Surprise 2: I made another cake yesterday morning and brought it to the office to surprise my supervisor for her birthday. It was a mango cake with mango coconut cream cheese frosting -- an original recipe for a mango lover. I didn't get a slice because I had to run, but it got rave reviews. Once our department members had gotten their share, the leftovers were put out for public consumption and I'm told there was a buzz across the floor: There's a cake in the kitchen! It's a Valerie cake! But it's small, so hurry!
Surprise 3: The reasons I couldn't stick around to share the second cake were that a) I had to deliver the first cake, and b) I was trying to get to Kelly's house before Margaret left. Alas, I missed her by about an hour. Nobody was expecting me, or we might have managed better, but nor did there appear to be much consternation at my arrival. There were lots of hugs, but none so dramatic as the one from Mosey (third of Kelly's seven), who positively hurtled out the door and flung herself upon me. I think hurtling and flinging make the world a better place.
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On June 15, 2008 2:42 PMAsh Antkowiakwrote... i heard murmurs of a cake at the kenny party, but did not stick around to get some of it. Had i known it was a valerie cake, the story would end differently!
Bran and I head out the 23, a week from monday. There will be much packing and saran-wrapping of furniture between now and then.
On June 15, 2008 10:23 PMValerie (Kyriosity)wrote... I keep getting thrown by your name. It says "Ash" plain as day, but I see the "Antkowiak" and I automatically think it must say "Karen"!
I'm bummed...I won't see you again before you go. :-( I'll be out of town for a funeral next Sunday. I hope you are feeling 100% very soon and have a safe journey out west. Blessings!
On June 20, 2008 4:33 PMBillwrote... I did a cake once for one of the kids and made a huge booboo after I had already put on the first coat of buttercream. Trying to figure out how to cover the mistake....when I had a brainstorm. Since the party was at the Arundel Swim Center, I decided to turn the entire caketop into a swimming pool of blue icing, with softly swirling "waves" of whitecapped blue buttercream. Made some "pool ladders" out of small candy canes (this was only a few weeks after Christmas so I still had a bunch laying around), and then placed all sorts of fun little toys in the "water'" mostly Lego figures, and some miniature farm animals I dug up from the toy box (and of course thoroughly scrubbed). I had a couple of horses perched on the edge of the pool drinking from it. And a couple of swimming pigs. Lots of laughs on that one!
On June 21, 2008 4:34 PMMargaret in VAwrote... Oh man, oh man! I'm sorry we missed you and so is Miss Shayna! Well, I'm sure that Kelly told you that I talked her ear off and then left after too soon a time! Oh well!
