Disappointment Tastes Like Smoked Salmon

Tuesday 8th – 


With Mikes help finding a website the previous night, I set to work designing another item for the upcoming giveaway ☺️

( I wanted to do the giveaway this weekend but due to slow delivery service won’t be able to😕)

I enjoyed some fresh blueberries while creating. 

Fresh berries are really pricey here so we just get frozen ones for smoothies mostly. 
Thankfully though these blueberries were super tasty considering they were store-bought, so it was worth the money 😉

Salmon with cream cheese and lemon was the main feature for supper along with fried potatoes with onion soup mix seasoning, cucumbers and croissants.  

But it turned out to be a major disappointment😠
The salmon was actually smoked salmon, so it had the flavour and extra saltiness that didn’t mix well with the ingredients I had added.
Mike ate it all and said it was alright but I was thoroughly disappointed… and also very hungry😜

Fiji was finding his tail extremely fascinating so that entertained us off and on for a half hour easily 😏
I of course start laughing and telling Mike how stupid would it be if humans randomly started chasing their arms in circles and he in turn shakes his head and is like “alright Jess”.
While thinking to himself ‘maybe if I acknowledge her she will stop talking and I can pretend like I married a fully functional adult,’ I’m sure  😝

Face-swapping was next on the list of entertainments 😆 It may look stupid and lame to those who just see the result, but being the one who got swapped does bring some unexpected humour to the situation 😏

Wednesday 9th – 

Morning was spent chatting via messages back and forth with Michiel about plans for when the fam comes in April/May.
It seems distant still but it’ll be here before we know it so we are trying to be as planned out as possible 😊

Part of that plan includes me going for a massage and seeing if it’s any good so my mother or aunt could go and get one for some relaxation on their vacations.
It’s a heavy burden to bare, being forced to have a 1.5 hr massage and lay still, while only being able to relax and enjoy a massage?!…the things I do for family 🙄

It was a sunny day so I decided it was time… I took a chair outside and sat.
For 20 minutes, haha.  

It was +8 and the sun shines directly into our patio area ( for now, as I’m assuming once the grape vine shown above grows in, the sun stays out ) but the slight breeze still caused to much of a chill to just sit and I had nothing to do outside that required moving 😏😋

I was going to enjoy a warmed up stroopwafel but I got distracted doing the dishes, cause next thing I know I heard an odd crackling sound only to look at the toaster in panicked realization and see my forgotten cookie.  

Now melted inside of the toaster 😏

I wanted to make up for the crappy supper the night before.
So I did some searching for good pork tenderloin recipes, only to decide and make one up myself using combinations of all the ones I read 😋

The picture isn’t the best but it’s humorous ( in a sad way ) how much we do to prepare for a food photo 😏😜
Mike told me the rice should have soya sauce for the picture, I told him the smoothie shouldn’t be centred, he shown his phone flashlight to achieve better color, I told him to put his plate in the oven so it didn’t get cold while we took a photo of mine.
He also made me take my cucumbers out of there bowl and put them right on the plate.  

There are some of you who may not know this next fact about me.
I HATE having my food touching.
I separate everything and make sure every different food has its own spot and I also eat my food one thing at a time.
Example; first the carrots, then the rice, then the cucumbers and then the meat.
I don’t mix the food on my plate or in my mouth… that can be the stomachs job 😜

That fact out of the way, you can better understand why Mike had to maaake me take my cucumbers out of their confine bowl and allow them to let their juice run all over my plate for one photo 😁😋

Photo taken, we could finally eat and see if it was more pleasing than the previous nights supper.
It was and I didn’t have to go to bed hungry 😏👌🏻

( I’ll try to share the recipe for the tenderloin tomorrow )

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 “Disappointment Tastes Like Smoked Salmon”

  1. Hahah that’s so me! Food can’ touch!! The worst is when juice and gravy starts running over my plate 🙈 but hey it looks delicious!!:)


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