Last Day Of The Life I Know

November 3rd.

Mike slept till 11 o’clock.. This whole work, fresh air thing hits a guy hard I guess 😜

Mom made us a tasty breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast and smoothies, before we headed off to town. 

Mom patiently drove us around town for a jumble of last-minute errands… buying an extra suitcase was among said errands.
As well as getting a couple of items Europe doesn’t have that I wanted with me.
Zesty Italian dressing, onion soup mix and static guard now need to be added to the packing piles 😁

Our wedding photographer, Stephanie Steiner, sent us the link to see all our wedding picturesπŸ’• 

We eventually headed to Montana’s to meet up with Dad, Nathin, Becca, Emily and Spencer for a family supper out. 
Steaks, cornbread, pasta and more were brought out to appease our appetites.
It was a nice time together 😊

Goodbyes had to be said to Nathin and Becca.

Also to Emily and Spencer but they don’t get the importance of it πŸ˜›

If only we could say goodbyes like the kids do, happily and oblivious to why it may be sad occasion.

Once home the packing had to get finished.
Mike was in charge of fitting all my belongings into four suitcases and two carry on’s, as well as his own things.
He did well πŸ‘Œ

Figured it would be bed pretty quick but mom and dad said they would watch The Avengers with us.
Mike could care less about that type of movie, mom too probably, but they all endured it for me πŸ˜‰
Dad gave me one last foot rub for a while.
No one rubs feet quiet as good as daddy 😘

By the time the movie was done and all the little last-minute packing, cleaning up, etc. was accomplished, it was 1:30 and time to try for some much-needed sleep before flying out the next morning .

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊

One thought on “Last Day Of The Life I Know”

  1. Ironic that it was also the last day as I “knew it.” Empty nest came way to soon. This big’ol house is, well…big. Rolo says “hi.”


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