The Town With The Lighthouse

Friday June 23rd –




After a solid three months of living back home and still I’d yet to see one of my closest friends, so it was time to remedy that problem!

I drove out to her place and after a long overdue hug and greeting, the smell of brownie wafted towards me 😎

She knows the key she holds to my heart and it’s the shape and taste of her oh so delicious, crunchy on top, gooey inside, brownie, so she’d whipped one up just for me.

Making for a good beginning to a grand day

I got to see her, eat brownie, pet kittens and visit a faux, coastal like town, in the prairies… who wouldn’t have called that a grand day?! 😜



She packed us a lunch and we headed off to Cochin, a town she’d told me of but I’d yet been able to experience.

It’s welcoming sign says ‘Cochin, the town with the lighthouse’ and that about summed it upπŸ˜‚



It did seem very out-of-place, suddenly being in a small town, surrounded by a huge lake and sloping hills, all overlooked by a lighthouse.

The view was a lovely one and it really didn’t feel like we were in Saskatchewan anymore after we climbed the many steps up to the lighthouse and lookout.

If anywhere came to remembrance when gazing out over the water and to the cliff ish green hills alongside it, with the gusting wind wrapping around us, it was Ireland, funny as that may sound!

(Cliff ish like hills not pictured, my bad 😜)

We took it all in under a bright blue sky and then back down we went and then headed over to the beach, eating our lunch and catching up, talking about the good old days.

Like, back in January 😏

We walked along the beach and a little outcropping of rocks and along the way spotted what may be one of the smallest houses I have ever seen 🏠😜


It was a unique little town and an enjoyed adventure β˜ΊοΈπŸ›£πŸ–

After we parted ways I headed to the brother’s house for pizza and a movie with everyone.

The pizza was good but the movie lame, so I visited with the sis and nephew while the guys watched till the end… why I don’t know 😜

We got homemade pecan tarts for dessert so that easily, over compensated for the lack of decent entertainment πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‰

Though trying to teach the nephew that dinosaurs in fact do not ‘roar’ but instead make the sound that happens when you wiggle your tongue up and down with an open mouth, was entertainment enough πŸ˜‚

(Did you just try to make the sound? Because I sure did when trying to figure out how to descriptively explain what noise I meant 😜)




Saturday June 24th –




We had been thinking about going to Saskatoon to try out the food trucks but after realizing it was a ten-dollar admission fee on top of all the foods we’d be buying and that it only opened at noon, we didn’t feel like waiting around and wasting our whole day on it.

Turns out it was meant to be as we were needed to babysit one of the siblings sprouts πŸ˜Ž

Spencer came over and kept us entertained for the day (that’s how babysitting is supposed to work, right?😜)

He’s at the crucial state of learning where we can easily mold and shape him to our ways  πŸ˜πŸ˜œ

He left able to say ‘amazing’ and thinking that if he pressed down on uncle Mikes leg while he was in the car, the engine would rev.
Nothing so fabulous as the way I taught him to say ‘thank you’, which he still does with a slight bow at times thanks to me, but I’m sure I’ll think of more things to teach him, that will help him blend easily into society once he’s older πŸ˜‚

After Spencer’s nap was over, I told Mike to go put the car seat in, so we could head to town fairly quickly.
Mike looked at me wide eyed and said he had no idea how to put a car seat in… like I would know?! 😜
He got it in and off to town we went, passing the drive by watching Spencer’s quirky head nods and dance moves to any music played πŸ˜‹


We deposited him with his mother once again and then went to our one stop shop as it would seem, Home Hardware.

I’d been perusing Instagram that afternoon and found a DIY vanity makeover, using a type of cement levelling mix, so we immediately decided that would be our plan of action for the vanity and that we would do it, that evening 😜

After buying the required items for the makeover, we headed to Starbucks for refreshments and you know all about what happened while we were there if you read Jem Moment – Big Drinks, Big Island.
If you didn’t read that… nows your chance 😜

We then popped into a shoe store and we shouldn’t have because I left with shoes I didn’t really need but came up with reasons for needing πŸ˜¬πŸ™ˆ

They were pretty, comfy, neutral colors, multi season wearable and comfy for being dress shoes… how was I supposed to leave them there?! 😜


I don’t know either, obviously that’s why they came home with me 😏

To our house we went, prepping the bathroom countertop and then getting right to work on recovering it, hopes high for the end result.

Two hours and sore backs later, we decided to call it quiets, stop touching it up over and over and head home to get some sleep and see what it evolved into during the night 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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