Fabrications

Monday Oct 16th –

We worked at the house all day and Mother joined us part way through as well, to do some caulking in the kitchen area, as that is a task neither Mike or I feel confident doing 😜

Much else was also worked on 😏

It’s so close to being done, that I truly want to keep this last bit as much of a surprise as possible, so no more pictures or details of what is being completed house wise, until we are DONE βœ… 😁 🏑

Father blackened salmon for supper, along with rice and veggies by Mother and all was tasty, making for a rather photogenic meal πŸ˜‰

 

 

Tuesday Oct 17th –

Preparing packages to be sent off, is almost as fun as getting them.

Not quite as much, but still pretty enjoyable knowing that someone else will soon be getting that happiness inducing, package to open

πŸ˜‰πŸ“¦πŸ’•

 
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Some arrangements for the upcoming giveaway were also figured out and I think it includes a little something extra special this time β˜ΊοΈπŸ˜‰

 

 

Company was due over, so Mom made bread

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And carrot cake muffins topped with cream cheese icing.

 

 

 

I think company coming over, can be a very good thing πŸ€”πŸ˜œ

 

 

The odd time, though very rarely really (πŸ˜‰) we will jest around with Mike about the English words he uses.

That evening he happened to ask, just to double check, if ‘inmates’, were what you call people from prison.

I responded that no, those are ‘intimates’ and inmates were something else.

He asked what and luckily Dad was there and quickly responded that, ‘Ya, intimates are in jail and inmates were what you called people playing chess’.

(My father can lie, I mean, create fabrications, very casually with an air of reality FYI 😏)

Mike didn’t truly believe either of us, but you could see he was questioning and though always a good sport about it, the aggravation was nearing, especially when dad and I burst out laughing and he’d had enough of our childishness 😜

 

 

That evening, the winds picked up and they were calling for gusts up to 100 km per hour πŸ˜³πŸ’¨

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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