My First Pomelo And A Vase Of Yellow (ish)

Sunday Oct 30th –




Last Sunday we woke up too late, this Sunday it was too early πŸ™„

Our neighbour below enjoys his music played loudly and at 6:30 am it was frustrating Mike so he got up and ready to go knock on their door but then decided not to.
Him getting up, woke me up… a whole hour to early 😳😠

The new coffee beans got tested and they were a whole lot better than the others, but not as good as the ones before πŸ˜•
I think this ‘finding new beans’ will be a long process β˜•οΈ

We left and I got to hold cupcakes for the hour long drive πŸ˜‹

After the church service was over we left pretty quickly so we could go get a bite to eat before visiting little Pauline πŸ˜πŸ’•

I said I wanted something that didn’t take long and the rest of the decision was up to Mike 😜
He chose a small Greek restaurant and it was a very good choiceπŸ‘ŒπŸ»

There’s just those places that you go, ya know? You eat the same food at a few other places and forget how good it is from that ONE place, then when you finally go back you can’t believe you forgot what you were missing 😍

In simpler words, it was really good πŸ˜‹

Then to the hospital we went to congratulate Judith and Christian and hold the wee new bundle πŸ‘ΆπŸ»πŸŽ‰πŸŽ€

We hung out there for a while, taking turns holding the baby and enjoying a visit with the once again new parents before we drove back to the apartment for a while.

The elevator was getting repaired so imagine our heart sinking feeling at realizing we would need to… *whispers* take the stairs 😳

Seeing one niece made Mike miss the others so we headed out to Sarah’s and we left stuffed with food… I feel like we are just her two extra kids who go mooch off her sometimes πŸ™ˆ
We enjoyed conversation, bracelets gifted from Lisanne and comparing talents with Sophie (crossed eyes, tongue touching the nose, ya know, all the super impressive stuff) and food, including my first ever eaten pomelo! Which I found out I really liked πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘ŒπŸ»
Sarah said she enjoys peeling them and who were we to deny her that pleasure?! πŸ˜†




Monday Oct 31st –

Packages and mail had to be readied and it’s a process I enjoy 😊 πŸ’ŒπŸ“¬
Almost as much as getting mail itself πŸ˜‹
Which I got none of.
What’s the point of having a mail box anymore these days?! πŸ™„

The one package I got ready was at the point where one little bit of tape may put it over the weight limit, soo we will see how that goes 😬

The little place needed cleaning, laundry needed doing, blog needed writing, cupcakes needed eating… the usual πŸ˜πŸ˜‹

Unusual was me actually exercising πŸ™ˆ
It felt good though, in that awful, painful sort of way πŸ™„πŸ˜œ
What’s sadly funny is later, when Mike got home I told him to guess what I’d done that was unlike me.
He guessed ‘shower’ πŸ˜‚πŸ™ˆ
Which I did (and do) often enough just so you reading folk aren’t thoroughly disgusted πŸ˜‹

Mike had transplanted Orlando Bloom into a pretty jar I bought months ago, so I gave him a home on the shelf for now (I move things😁).

Mike had wondered what I’d use the jar for when I bought it, I knew it would have a use eventuallyπŸ˜‰

Supper was easy and tasty if I do say so myself, leftover soup and biscuits 😊

Mike and I settled in with snacks and watched a soccer movie later that evening… (believe it or not it was me who chose it, so Mike would like it) it was thrillingπŸ˜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 😊

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