Concierges Of The House And Grounds

Tuesday June 27th –

The time of sitting around and not doing anything because the ma and pa were away, had come to an end 😎

I decided to make bread.


It was the second time I’ve made bread alone and it wasn’t as daunting as I always seem to think it is (though I almost don’t dare say it, so that Mom doesn’t make me do it more oftenπŸ˜‰).


It did take a good chunk of the morning though, so after everything, including the taste test, was finished up with, I headed outside.


The rock paths needed weeding, some plants watering.


I decided since I was out and messy anyways I’d also clean up the garage a little bit.
Moving some of Mike and my items to the front, so we could haul it to the house next time we went and in doing so, give Mom a little bit of her garage back πŸ˜‰

I got potatoes sliced, soaked and seasoned so that I could try deep-frying them as per Mikes recent requests.

They turned out really well!

(But don’t most deep-fried things? 😜)

Simply tossed in seasoning salt and then dipped in dill, sour cream and pickle juice sauce 😊



Mike barbecued the burgers, we enjoyed dinner and then decided we should go work on the house.

We stood in the middle of the house, arms crossed, eyes wandering and sighs falling heavily, as we tried to figure out where we should begin 😬😜

It’s a wreck there.

Walls torn apart, some rebuilt, some still needing destruction.
Doors off but walls too crooked to rebuild solid frames simply.
No knowledge on how to mud drywall, not much cash flow to hire anything out 😬

We ended up doing a few piddly little things and then headed back home to eat and watch a movie πŸ˜‹



Mike wanted something sweet, so I dug into the stash of Milka Daim chocolate bars we had brought from Holland and let him enjoy one, all by himself (he doesn’t know where the stash is… actually he didn’t even know there WAS a stash but he was pleased to find out πŸ˜‚)

Wednesday June 28th –


The parents were bound back in a few days and I’d be busy up till their return, so the house was in for a cleaning pre their return.

Which I did after helping Mike load our furniture into the truck so he could take it to our place and get to working on things over there.

 I cleaned, mowed lawns and then made wraps and juice to take for lunch at the house with Mike.

We ate and then I weeded the raspberry patch, while Mike worked on drywall stuff.

I damaged my arms and legs with the thistles and itchy ‘who knows whats’ in the garden and then went to help inside, thinking the bodily damage would then be over.

As I went to get the ladder, my flip-flop clad foot, came down on a nail.

It was the first time I’d wore sandals to the house and I hadn’t meant to but I also wasn’t going to go back home for runners.

So, into my foot a nail went and quickly out it came 😏

I sent this picture to our family chat in hopes of getting some sympathy but all I got was mockery…

Not too long after that little incident I headed home to wash the wound 😜

Also to get things ready for the next day’s cleaning job and to prepare some kind of dinner for the boy.


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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