Little And Less

Tuesday Oct 3rd –

If I don’t keep up with writing, I remember nothing πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ


I know I worked out (trying to get back into after the trip to Az ruined meπŸ™„) and Mike worked at the house, putting up some more trim and what not.

He checked the mail and the wedding photo albums for our mothers had arrived and they looked great, so we happily awaited ours, which would be slightly larger πŸ’‘πŸ‘ŒπŸ»πŸ“š


Wednesday Oct 4th –

Michiel had work to do with the bush business and Mother was out and about, so I had the house to myself and things to accomplish.

One such thing was to go to Mike and my’s house and put a second coat of paint on some trim and the bed frame.

Another was to work on an upcoming blog post which was taking a little more thought then usual as it’s not simply about my day to day life 😜

Some overnight oats were mixed up in attempt to have some kind of easy/different breakfast ready for the husband to eat before work and yes, also for me to eat since I prefer to do as little as possible in the morning hours  πŸ˜πŸ˜‹



Supper was on my to do list as well and so I searched for a somewhat healthy, pasta and chicken dish.

I found one via Pinterest (where else?) which mainly used blended cottage cheese for the pasta sauce and it turned out rather nicely!




Very garlicy, even though I did three cloves to their suggest EIGHT and then watered down the sauce with some chicken broth and roasted tomatoes, but it was good non the less.

But isn’t anything with pine nuts and garden fresh, roasted tomatoes? πŸ˜‰



Thursday Oct 5th –

I did very little.

Friday Oct 6th –


I did even less.



The reason for these unfulfilled days is that I got some kind of allergy/illness which rendered me almost totally bed or couch ridden for two days.

The possibly worst part? I was still hungry!


What is the point in being sick if you still want to eat food you can hardly taste?! πŸ™„


I did get to enjoy a pork roast Mom made by the second evening of less than top body function though and I ate said pork with some apple butter I had attempted to whip up, lazy style.


No 20 billion cups of apples, no sitting in a crock pot overnight, just applesauce and some spices, in a little pot for a few minutes β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘ŒπŸ»

I think it turned out rather nicely and Mike really liked it too and it kind of wreaks of fall festive-ness, so it will be made again


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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