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employment in the USA

Well, I'm now back to making a useful contribution to society (and paying taxes) with my first job in the USA. My love of cakes is still being indulged, as I'm now icing dozens each day; I have a job as cake decorator for an up-market supermarket called Tom Thumb. The current cake decorator, Jennifer, has been working 10-12 hours a day trying to keep up with demand, so is very glad I've arrived! Hopefully between us we won't have to work such long hours. She's also a very lovely person to work with, and I think we'll get on well.

It's always strange being back at the bottom of a pile, knowing nothing and no one, but I think this will hone my decorating skills, and it feels good knowing I'm going to really help out someone else. The holidays are coming, i.e. Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas, so I'll certainly be busy...

In other news, yes, I will get some more wedding photos up soon, but it might have to wait until we have internet in the apartment. This job thing all happened rather suddenly!
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Johnboy in the USA said…
Kris and I are very excited for you! Well done on finding something so quickly! Look forward to hearing more soon...
love John
3 September 2008 at 18:16
Anonymous said…
Ha ha! she can't escape the cakes - that sounds great, well done and hope it's still going ok? All the women at caf keep asking about you so tell me what i should say to them! I guess I've got some ammunition now i've finally looked at your blog. xx
21 November 2008 at 10:46
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