Gold Fish And Pond Sludge🐠

Friday 18th –

I woke up to a kitchen with clean dishes and pre sliced sugar bread thanks to Mike ☺️
It’s the little things πŸ˜‰

He had school during the day and then a haircut that evening so he was gone all day, meaning I didn’t have to make dinner πŸ˜πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

I wanted to try to make some more marbled paper and I thought Mikes shaving cream was the foamy kind and not gel so it would work better than our last attempt.
It was gel.
But I continued on anyways.  

The process is a little messy but waiting to see what patterns you achieve is worth it πŸ˜‰ The paper does have a strong masculine scent due to it being guys shaving cream but hey, it could be worse 😜

 πŸ“œMarbled paper using shaving foam🎨 

After the papers were done and the dishes cleaned so they wouldn’t be stained weird colors, I moved on to the project of taking a picture for the giveaway πŸ’

I don’t have the patience required for pristine images so I did the best I could with my limited attention span and lighting 😜  

No worries… I ate the cookies and gave the mints to Mike, I didn’t touch any of the food that’ll be coming to one of you’s 😏

I went to write a note with my glass pen only to find the tip had been chipped somehow!
I was (and always will be) devastated 😒
I never even got to write a real thing with it!
I guess we HAAAAVE to go back to Venice nowπŸ™„πŸ˜

I’d seen something on Pinterest that inspired me to try to do my own hair wrap.
I figured I had the time and thread to spare so why not give it a shot.
Of cooourse I chose the longest pieces of hair on my head 😏 It didn’t take as long as I expected and I was pretty pleased with the outcome though next time I’d want a bead or something to finish it off with.
I decided not to tell Mike and see if he would notice it by himself, time would tell πŸ˜‹
I didn’t take a picture so I will show you’s what it looks like in a future post πŸ˜‰

I spent a bit of my evening catching up on reading my blog e-class and working on some other writing / Instagram related things.
Small steps and slow processes for not much of a blog.
It may seem pointless to some but it’s nice having something (small and insignificant though it may be) that I can learn about on my own and try to improve 😊

I welcome any tips and suggestions!
Weather it’s about the layout, posts subjects, things of interest/questions, Instagram feed etc! πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘ŒπŸ»

I’m only a comment away πŸ˜‰



Saturday 19th –


Typical Saturday morning relaxation and a slow start to the day with coffee in hand.β˜•οΈ

I had the giveaway to post and on here and instagram so that took up my morning.

Mike didn’t notice the hair accessory until I pointed it out to him.
(Even though the evening before I had put my hair in a bun that showed the wrapped part all throughout it… men 😜)

I did a few small paint projects and got Mike to cut them out as he has more of a knack for precision then I do 😁 

I do it for self entertainment more then quality of work and that is something I should probably try to change.
Though I have been know to settle down and do work acceptable enough to have some custom pieces sold when I’d set my mind to it 😁
It could have just been the dollar signs effect though πŸ˜‰

The morning and afternoon quickly blended into each other and Mike begged me to do something with him.
Walk, go for a drive, go to a store, anything and everything I did not want to do.
I had good reasons for not doing any of his suggestions though!
I had showered so my hair was wet and I’d freeze on a walk, we drive so much as it is annnnd I just fall asleep if we are in the car and we should know by now the only stores we really like are grocery stores and we would leave with MUCH more than we needed!

All that aside, I really don’t understand him.
He works four days a week and goes to school Fridays.
Come Saturday you think he would be ready to relax and do nothing, but no.

I had suggested we go gold-fish shopping awhile ago but the pet store was closed then.
Trust Mike to use that against me this day and say if we rushed, we could go check the pet shop out for something to do 😏
We needed the groceries too, I just really didn’t want to go shop for them but if those two trips could be done in one evening and stop Mikes harassing I figured we might as well.

There were many acceptable candidates in becoming our next family member in the fish shop but we were in a hurry since the store was closing and no fish adoption should be made with that kind of pressure πŸ˜‹ 


Plus we didn’t know if we really need one though tempting it may be 😜
I did already tell Mike he would be in charge of scooping the fish during tank cleanings if we get one though 😳

That is one thing I can.not.stand.

Flopping gold-fish in a net.

The sound, feel, look… just everything about it grosses me out and disturbs me to no end.
My sister and I would offer to pay each other if the other would take charge of that task during childhood.

Possibly even more weird is that I could care less about having to net a wild fish during a fishing trip?
I have also always loved catching minnows during any visits to a lake.

I know, I make zero sense.

A quick trip to the grocery store and back to the cottage we went.
Erwin and Sarah had called just as we were heading out, to ask if they could stop by since they were in the area so they were at the cottage to welcome us back 😏

Sarah had brought some appetizers and I whipped up a buffalo chicken dip to snack on. She wanted to try my ‘home coffee’ but we had sipped the last remains that morning πŸ™ It was nice to see them and Mike got his wish of having something to do, extra fulfilled πŸ˜‰πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

Mike had a juice he had bought and wanted me to try.  

I was feeling some hesitancy as the color was an alien green and then I seen the words ‘Gotta Chew’ written on the label.
No DRINK should need chewing…
Against my better judgment, I tried it.
Why do all humans seem to have that flaw that causes them to have unexplainable curiosity towards experiencing things they know won’t be good?
I described it as feeling like there was fake apple flavoured, chunky, pond sludge floating around in your mouth.
Have I convinced you to try it yet ? πŸ˜‹



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 😊

2 thoughts on “Gold Fish And Pond Sludge🐠”

  1. Oh that drink description sounds scrumptious. I can hardly wait to tempt my tastebuds. Maybe you can find a beautifully scented candle to smell at the same time. You know the one I mean? The one that smells so disgusting yet you convince the person with you they must also smell it for themselves , which they usually can’t resist even though your face is all screwed up and discontorted by it’s aroma.


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