A Dinner Date And Fiji’s Fate

Thursdays Feb 23rd –




A little bit of organizing was done.
I guess it’s in the air since that’s what Mike had been doing with the grandparents too 😏

The space under the guest/nap bed was cleaned out and items went through.
Turns out it was mostly suitcases under there… guess that’ll be a good thing come moving day 😬
Bags of items no longer needed by us were prepared to give away and then I went through the kitchen cupboards to find more to add to them.
That was a little harder to do, considering I pretty much only have the necessities as it is, and if I gave away too much I’d have nothing left to cook with 😜

Mike had errands to do, I had mail to prepare and then we headed off for a dinner date πŸ΄πŸ’•

The restaurant we had planned on (thanks to groupon) looked rather, unwelcoming.

It was in a small, random little town, no cars were outside and the lights were off.
We walked to the front doors and the closed sign was up, even though we’d had to make a reservation for that time and everything.
So a call to groupon was placed for a refund and a new plan made, during which the closed sign switched to open πŸ™ˆ
But we didn’t want to be alone in the restaurantπŸ˜‚

So we went to Arnhem to try out a Turkish place, ‘Troya‘.
We sat down and began with some very tasty heated bread with a garlic dip.

Our dinner amusement was watching the crazy wind outside 😬
A storm was called for and it turns out the news was correct.
The wind was blowing the outdoor seating all over, little partition walls were bowing heavily to one side and branches breaking down, hopefully not on our car 😜

Our first course, lemon lentil soup and a cucumber salad.
Both tasty πŸ‘ŒπŸ»πŸ΅πŸ₯—

Our main dishes, burger like kebab and chicken, both accompanied by seasoned rice, fried potatoes and salad.

It was all very good and we plan to return, perhaps with mother!

😊🍽🍒🍚πŸ₯—πŸ₯”πŸ†

Before we got back to the apartment we stopped for groceries.
We figured post dinner would be he wisest/fullest time to get food supplies and we had to take the opportunity while we had it 😜

Friday Feb 24th –





After a quick coffee, it was time to pack up Fiji’s things and deliver him to his new owner.

Fiji himself was for sure going to missed and thought of often and fondly, buuuut the whole no more fur and litter box thing?
Not the saddest part of the whole day 😏

Mike insisted on some photos together, though I wasn’t in the mood, and after a quick bite of brownie for breakfast we began the drive.

Just over an hour later, we arrived at Hilde’s.

She welcomed the three of us in and we visited there for a fair bit of the afternoon.

We left (as you may have read in ‘ A Few Moments, Not All Jems‘ ) with a little piece of our hearts gone, a sweet card and box of thank you macaroons πŸ’•

Back at the apartment I napped and then got to work cleaning up the place, eating raspberries and cream for supper and wallowing about not having a cat to harass when Mike was gone 😏

He was off to Germany to get two of our nieces for a sleepover πŸ‘¨β€πŸ‘§β€πŸ‘§
He returned with food πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘ŒπŸ»πŸ΄
Oh Sarah, ever attempting to fatten me up.

Amy and Sophie arrived with Mike and Amy’s first request was a movie… and being the ever pleasing aunt I am, how could I refuse πŸ˜‰

Pyjamas were dawned, blankets got and ‘Tangled’ watched πŸ‘‘πŸ‘±πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ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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