It was time to take action.
A slight craving for blueberry scones had been present ever since eating one at the cafe in Arizona, so using a recipe the sister had tried out too, scones were made.
And tested 😁
Among other pointless things you won’t care about reading, that was really the main point of the day 💁🏻😜
Mike worked at the house all day.
Putting in our kitchen countertop and preparing the spaces for our built-in dressers and he only returned late that night, so leftover meatballs were heated up for an easy supper.
Breakfast was scones and nectarines before we headed off to church ☺️
Somehow it felt like we had been gone much longer then two weeks and many familiar faces were greeted after service 😉
Once we got home, I fell asleep on the couch and Mike deep-fried potato slices for a late, lunch 😜
They were stupidly good.
How can a boring, bland potato, once cut thin and bathed in hot oil, turn into an addicting crunchy piece of potato magic?
As you can tell… getting back into a healthy routine post vacation is slow in happening 😬
That evening, a couple we are friends with came out for a visit ☺️
We showed them the progress on our house before going back to our ‘other’ house😉
An evening of enjoyment, beverages, sweets and lively conversation followed ☕️🍪👫👫😊
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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