Macaroons For Breakfast

Saturday Sept 17th –

To the beach! But not before Mike found a cafe selling our favourite macaroons to stop at before hand πŸ™ˆ

I must say, starting the day with a fresh, pistachio macaroon could get super addicting😏

We made it to the beach and loaded up before trekking through the sand to where the rest of the family was situated.
Not a trek you’d want to take more than you have to so good thing we fit everything in one trip.

Or not 😜
Our beach mat and small Italian soccer ball had been forgotten in the trunk πŸ™„
Luckily Jesse had another trip to make back to the cars and he retrieved them for us πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

The sun wasn’t shining but the wind wasn’t blowing either so it was actually nice weather considering the coast has been freezing cold every other time I’ve been there 😁

30 Hagenouw/De Jongs and their partners gathered together for the yearly beach trip to have family day/celebrate the grandparents anniversary.

Soccer, family photos, eating, visiting, drawing, exploring for beach treasures and napping…

all the makings of a good beach day.

Of course the only beach I get to be at for hours and hours, covered in shells… is one that has only about two kinds of shells πŸ™„ 😏

They are pretty shells for sure but hundreds of them, aren’t something I need.
(Never thought that would be something I’d say about shells 😜)
I did find ONE unique one 🐚

Also, I finally got a chance to use the beach blanket Mike got me, on a beach and not as a light summer blanket in the car πŸ˜‹πŸ‘ŒπŸ»πŸ’™

We left the beach around 5:30 pm, heading to McDonald’s with some of the family to get a small bite to eat before driving just over an hour back to the house.

Where I got to try my carmel coconut popcorn! Which was a bit of a disappointment and not very coconuty at all πŸ˜”


Sunday Sept 18th –
Up and at er early so we could drive to Germany and go to church there and then it turned into lunch as well, at a Greek place with some friends/cousins.

Hopefully we aren’t sick of Greek food BEFORE we actually get to Greece πŸ™ˆ

It was an early morning to get there and the same drive back so once we were back it was prime time to lay in bed for a while 😁

Sarah was a darling and sent back my favourite poppy-seed bread from Germany, for the second time within a week.
I think she has an evil plan behind the nice giving… fattening perhaps ? 😏😜

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 😊

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