Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk, Cry Over Spilt Coffee☕️

Friday 4th –

Mom sent me a link to an email course about blogging etc. so I signed up for it and completed the first task assigned ☺️

I also attempted to clean up my art stuff a bit.
Desk organization items are now on the shopping list.
The task of sorting through receipts and papers had to get done eventually so I braved the stacks of them and finished that up as well.
Piddly work and time-consuming but it does feel good to have it all done 😏👌🏻

Mike got back from school around 3:30 and went straight to bed until 6:00 p.m. 😋

Crab melts were an often ate meal by us Peters kids when we were growing up.
Easy and fairly tasty I figured I’d attempt them here.
The crab came in a plastic bags, in a plastic bag, in a plastic bag.
Super concerned packagers it would seem 😜
Despite the interesting wrapping the crab meat tasted the same so in the end that’s what really matters.
Add shredded cheese and mayo/ miracle whip to your desired amount, spread on bread and toast in the oven.
Served with lemon cucumber salad for supper.

Mike doesn’t mind some seafoods but he wasn’t the biggest fan of this 😒
I still enjoyed it as much as I did years ago. Also enjoyed was my new favourite beverage here,  fizzy, lemon, iced tea 🍋

Time to show him the classic ” The Count Of Monte Cristo” .
When Mike watches movies it takes hardly any suspense or inflicted pain and he is jumping, covering his eye and ears and flinching along with the sword fight victim… It would be entertaining if it wasn’t so pathetic 😏😜

Sitting at my desk in the corner, I was browsing through a book and looking some things up on the laptop.
Reaching for my coffee I knocked it over. Managing to get coffee on almost every small painting I have done recently and in the hurried moving things out of the liquids way, undid every bit of organization I had done earlier.
It wasn’t a great end to the evening 😠



Saturday 5th –

The morning was spent straightening up the house, sweeping, mopping, dishes and getting rid of some items that have hung around to long.

Mike woke up and he and I began the process of writing the wedding thank you’s to those whose cards we had received in Dutch.
He needed to tell me who they were from, relation or not etc. etc.

A long process which we had both been putting off, but we got it done.
By 2:30 p.m 😬

Groceries were again needed 🙄
So off we went.
We also took our cardboard and plastic bottles… So environmentally friendly here 😋

We considered buying some flowers for our window boxes but neither of us know what kind would be best to grow, so we will talk to Mikes uncle and cousin who own a greenhouse 😎

Seen these adorable little toqued juices at the grocery store!

It is a program they have so seniors can send them the crocheted hats I believe ☺️
Made me want to buy one even if I’m not a big fan of the flavours 😋

Also found in the store was chilli seasoned chicken on sale for 2.60€.
That, along with the 1€ cheese bread bites made for a cheaper than McDonald’s meal and a satisfyingly tasty supper!

John and Inge planned on visiting the next day so I decided to try a recipe for a fruit pizza I had seen.

It was simple and quick but not quite the taste I was hoping for and the crust was really sweet.

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 😊

3 thoughts on “Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk, Cry Over Spilt Coffee☕️”

  1. 🎨 and ☕️ go ✋🏻in ✋🏻 but it can be 💥 and cause 😱😡😰 The 🌞 will shine again and you will feel 😀 and creat some new 🎨 Lesson learnt.

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