Looking for Loot With My Love

Monday Feb 13th –

By the time morning coffee was had, social media outlets checked, the apartment cleaned and laundry done, more of the day was gone then I care to admit.

But as usual, the fresh feeling post vacuum/mop/dust, was splendid 😁

I rewarded myself with an iced coffee β˜•οΈ

I’ve tried more elaborate iced coffee recipes and though good, this simple and fast method sure does the trick.
Stir in your desired amount of sweetened condensed milk and = enjoy πŸ˜πŸ‘ŒπŸ»

We had purchased barley while we were in France and I was looking forward to eating it, prepared in a tomato beef barley soup I concocted that day.

MUCH to much of my evening was spent trying to create and failing πŸ™„

So many ideas in my head, so little cooperation in my hands 😬

Mike and I had a very restless night.
My legs were aching and his rib was still sore from the soccer mishap and we had no medication in the house, so it turned into me scrolling the internet pointlessly and him moving to the couch to sleep in a more upright position.
Both of us finally succumbing to sleep in the early hours of the morning.

Tuesday Feb 14th –

Love daaaay πŸ’•

Mike handed over a brightly wrapped gift and a heart shaped box of praline chocolates, even though I had told him (and truly meant) not to get me anything else because I’d gotten those super soft pj’s a few days back 😁

I think he got the extra gifts half out of sweetness but also half out of fear that I hadn’t meant what I’d said 😏😜

The chocolates were tasty and the gift unwrapped to reveal little golden forks and spoons to match our gold cutlery set.


Mike requested an easy pancake casserole for a Valentine’s Day brunch and it sounded pretty good to me too 😁🍴

It came together quickly but it still kind of freaks me out how much the pancake poofs up😜

Berries were sliced up in classic Valentine’s Day style and Mike finally got to use his ‘Aunt Jemima’ syrup he’d brought back from CanadaπŸ˜‹

While he showered, I used the time to write up some notes to go with his Valentine’s Day gifts, his favourite ripple chips from Canada and mini daim chocolates (much like skor chocolate bars) to accompany him in the car during all the times I sleep😜

Besides his gifts, the littlest package ever was wrapped up and readied to be sent out and then we headed to town.

The second-hand store was pursued in search of treasures, now that we know we are moving we want some special finds to take with us.

A tin with an image of Doesburg was found and purchased since it was so fitting for Mike, since that’s the town he grew up in 😊

Mike had a doctor’s appointment for his rib, which was only becoming more and more painful. The doctor checked and confirmed that it was indeed only a bruise, albeit a very bad one that would take weeks to heal up fully.

Once he was done there we popped over to the grocery store and found a steal of a deal on a light box ?!

13 euros for an adorable decor item 😊

In Doesburg itself we weren’t expecting the coffee store to be open but because it was valentines day they were and it made our day all that much better β€πŸ˜β˜•οΈ


Back at the apartment I had blogging to complete, Mike heated us up some leftover calzone and then a nap was taken care of 😴

We watched a Fixer Upper episode while eating a supper of chips and dip… and a pomelo to balance out the meal 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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