Pretty Over Practical ๐Ÿฐ

Wednesday Oct 26th –

 

 
By Wednesday I was getting into a nice little morning ritual ๐Ÿ˜Š

Roll outta bed, let Fiji out of his room and pet him a bit, get coffee brewing, do a couple of odds and ends until the coffees done and then take it to the nap room and sit in front of the little window and read before truly starting the day ๐Ÿ˜Šโ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿ“š

After that mornings session was over I had bread from Sarah for breakfast ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป
A cheese filled roll was heated up and it tasted pretty much identical to breads we had eaten in Greece ๐Ÿ˜

I had internet again so the blog got tended too as well as paperwork I had been putting off๐Ÿ™„

And then some Adventures In Odyssey was happily listened to while going about the days tasks.
Which eventually including cleaning and using my new dryer ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

With Mike being gone it means my meals are eaten at really weird times and probably more bits of random junk food than actual meals, sooo I really have no idea what was eaten for a ‘supper’.

 

 

Thursday Oct 27th –

 

 

It was time to head to the nearby store for the first all alone grocery haul, at a co-op store actually.
A list was made, garbage and paper taken down with me and then a short walk got me to the shop.


I couldn’t resist picking up some of the pretty fall leaves on my way back ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚

The mailbox check only held things for the previous owners ๐Ÿ˜”

After unpacking the groceries, returning to comfortable clothes (Mikes shirts/sweaters, slippers etc ๐Ÿ˜œ)  and settling in on the couch, I arranged the blog post and photos before I began making farmers sausage soup for the next days supper.

The photo was taken for the last Jem Moment โฌ†๏ธ
The very last farmers sausage I had from Canada was fried up and made into one of my favourite soups, with mothers helpful texted instructions and answers to my many questions it turned out nearly (but not quite) as good as hers ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿต

Then began the dessert making.

I first attempted some little cheesecakes but they ended up not cooking right and being ugly and that’s never acceptable so those dishes were washed so they could be reused as my dish selection is still pretty limited.

Then began cake making.
I could have done it the easy way, one cake, one pan, done.
But I wanted it to be pretty, of course๐Ÿ™„
So I used my mini pan, three times, with a cooking time of 35 min each and then the wait time for cooling of the cake and washing the pan in-between each layer ๐Ÿ˜

Let’s say by the time the soup making, two episodes of dessert baking, icing whipping and dish washing was almost done, I was ready to sit and veg out on the couch ๐Ÿ˜œ

Leaving the cake decorating for the next day, I cleaned it all up and then watched a movie with Fiji before hitting the hay.

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans ๐Ÿ˜Š 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 ๐Ÿ˜Š

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