A Mishap Come Midnight…



Lake slept for a couple of hours before waking at 12:30.

As per the usual we tried to lull him back to sleep but as per the other usual, that did not work ๐Ÿคช

Mike took him down to play for a little while, brought him back up, tried watching Luca, tried rocking and lullabies, then I took him down to attempt some more play and at that point, the overtired crying began and could not be silenced. At which point Mike came down, we hopped in the car and began to drive. After probably 10 minutes, his crying finally eased, and he fell into an exhausted, whimpering sleep.

We drove back to the house, ย and fearfully, stopped the car.

Reaching in and extracting him from the car seat as carefully as possible, slowly walking upstairs and gently laying him in bed with us.

Where he lay, finally and fitfully asleep.

After 4 and a half hours of being awake ๐Ÿค“

Because 5 am is the perfect time to go to sleep for the โ€˜nightโ€™ ๐Ÿ˜

We decided to set the alarm for 9:00 anyway, thinking that maybe if we could begin our days earlier, it would help get him into the rhythm of things.

It was VERY hard to open my eyes as that alarm went off, bordering on feeling nauseous ๐Ÿ˜‚

Neither Lake nor Mike wanted to be woken up, but we managed to drag ourselves out of bed.

I made myself an โ€˜extra strong with an extra shotโ€™ cup of coffee, wanting whatever caffeine was available to counteract the remnants of the night ๐Ÿ˜…


Lake had a very emotional two hours until nap time, and when it finally came, he immediately face planted into his fuzzy blanket and fell soundly asleep.


While he slept under his Aunty Judith’s care, Mike and I walked to town, enjoying the sunshiny weather.

We purchased a sort of coverall that Judith had suggested for Lake. Saying that many children in Germany have them and use them, especially at daycare, as they just slip easily over the clothes the child already wears, but it keeps their outfit clean etc.ย 
Itโ€™s like a rain slicker material and probably if we looked at home weโ€™d find something similar, but we were there then, and so we got one ๐Ÿ˜‰

After eight crรจme was made and served with coffee out on the patio once we got back to the house.


It being a desert Mike really enjoys and as itโ€™s made with โ€˜quarkโ€™ which we donโ€™t have at home, he only gets the real variation when in Germany๐Ÿ˜ ย It never used to be a dessert I enjoyed, as Iโ€™m not really a fan of chocolate/mint combos. But, something about it has slowly lured me in and though itโ€™s still not something Iโ€™d specifically ask for, I donโ€™t at all mind consuming some ๐Ÿ˜…

Lake awoke and played with the kids while I finished packing up and once I had, we said our farewells there and headed off to see the home some friends were renovating.

Itโ€™s such a different process here, with everything being built mainly from stone and brick.ย 
Making for much more work when it comes to the demo part of things ๐Ÿ˜…


Back at their apartment the guys went to grab some Turkish take out for dinner, and it was seriously so tasty ๐Ÿ™ˆ


I donโ€™t even have a picture of my wrap style dish, but Iโ€™d say it was legit a foot and some longโ€ฆ and I devoured it allย ๐Ÿคช

Still having an hour and a half drive back to the in-laws, we left not too late and headed back to Holland.ย 
Lake and I had grabbed a few winks in the car earlier during driving / sitting between stops, but it wasnโ€™t enough to counteract the previous night. Mike hadnโ€™t had any naps, so he was ready for the drive home to be over as well ๐Ÿ˜ฌ


* I ask that you do your best to ignore any spelling mistakes, as on my iPad the set up is different, and I canโ€™t find an easy way to do a spelling / grammar check. Thank you for your understanding ๐Ÿคช



Core Values Challenged

Wednesday Dec 21st –


I mixed up some meatballs and sauce for our supper that night and then Mother retrieved me and I went to her house for the day.

She had requested my help with a big house clean and in return she would help pay for my plane ticket to Winnipeg in January.

Thatโ€™s right, start of the new year Mom, my aunts, a cousin and I will meet up in Winnipeg for some girl time!

So, if you have been or live there, please let me know some โ€˜must doโ€™sโ€™!
I believe we will be staying around the Osborne Village area.


So, our whole day was spent cleaning and all that entails, including one extra WEIRD thing Mom made me do.
If I hadnโ€™t wanted to have my ticket paid off I would have refused to do the one task she requested, simply because it went against every grain in my being and maybe even my core values :p

She got me to take down clothes from her closest and re-hang them on hangers that matched her other onesโ€ฆ
Had this meant she started with a multi colored, plastic and velvet mixture I would understand.
But she went from plastic whites, to different shaped plastic whitesโ€ฆ

Anyways, we had a good a time as two people can have while house cleaning and then she took me home.
I heated up a large batch of the mozzarella tomato sauce, knowing that Mike would soon be able to get more of the packaged mix when he goes to Europe ๐Ÿ˜‰


We enjoyed our supper and spent the rest of our evening relaxing and kitten watching.
I urged Mike to take photos of them while they are still young and cute because that’ll be over soon :p Continue reading “Core Values Challenged”

Realizations Of Life

Thursday Sept 21st –



Get up.

Drink coffee, eat a stroopwafel.

Feel bad about not getting back into a healthy eating schedule… but do nothing about it.



Mix up some cement pieces for an order.

Do things on the ‘if you feel like it’ list that Mom left me, with tasks such as ‘clean out the fridges freezer’.

While cleaning out the freezer, I came across some blueberry perogies that looked like they should be eaten.




Then found out they were actually raspberry perogies but that was okay too ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‹

Other list items included ‘pick the ripe tomatoes and transplant plants’.

Afterwords, I convinced myself that since I was slightly a mess from completing the garden stuff, I should work out and make the upcoming shower truly a NEED, not just a ‘probably should’ ๐Ÿ˜œ Continue reading “Realizations Of Life”

Lake Life Retold

(Prepare yourself for a hefty post ๐Ÿ˜‰ )




Tuesday Aug 8th –



The first day at the cabin always seems like a bit of a ‘settling into the cabin life groove’ day and not a whole lot transpires.

Coffees were drank and cookies eaten โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿช
The feeling of fatness and unhealthy eating sinking in quickly ๐Ÿ˜œ

I read a book and then eggs were boiled and open faced sandwiches made as a snack to tide us all over until an early supper of fish could be fried up by Dad.



Since the early supper was far away, a nap was taken to shorten the wait ๐Ÿ˜œ



The guys had worked almost all day on putting up a booster to see if cell service could be received at the cabin.
It took much of their time and efforts but finally, later that evening, when all were out on the lake but me, it began working and strong service was acquired ๐Ÿ˜œ

It only works when the generator is running but they want it for safety reasons and so they can easily message ones at home rather than having to boat over to the camp.
The hit and miss signal wasn’t proving impressive though.





Wednesday Aug 9th –




Dad, Mike, Pro, Bryn and I all headed out fishing late that morning.

My three day license had begun and I figured I should attempt to make use of it ๐Ÿ˜

I didn’t, for I only caught one jack and after many slow passes over the area, eventually a total of five pickerel were caught and released but that was pretty sad compared to the previous day’s catches ๐ŸŸ


(That turned out to be the one and only time I used it ๐Ÿ˜œ)


In we went and a breakfast of french toast and bacon awaited us ๐Ÿ˜

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Remembering And Reconnecting

Sunday April 16th –

An Easter Sunday service was attended that morning and I think we were all trying to reflect on the meaning of the day, though to our small minds it’s pretty hard to grasp the reality.
That our God would love us so much, that He’d give His son to die for us and that Jesus would stay on the cross, suffering for our sins and everything we’d ever face, when a host of angels was ready to save Him in a second, had He asked.

(A piece I did later that day)

After church we went out for lunch in a small town between there and home, burgers filling our bellies ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ”

Once we were home, the classic Sunday nap was able to happen and I took full advantage of it ๐Ÿ˜ดโค๏ธ
Sunday, the day of rest in so many ways ๐Ÿ˜‰

I was awoken quickly though, when Mike came to tell me that four black bears had been spotted by Dad when he’d went out for a little drive and Mom, Dad and he were now going back to see if they were still around.

Mom and I had walked along the very road Dad seen them and Becca and Nathin live just across as well, so the unpleasant feeling of having possibly been watched was real ๐Ÿ˜œ
Dad says bears won’t eat us, especially right now since they are just out of hibernation and looking for berries and plants.
Mom doesn’t believe him… I’m not sure if Mike does either.
I don’t know what to think ๐Ÿ˜œ

But sure enough, we drove past where he’d seen them earlier and caught a glimpse of them further on.
A momma bear and her three cubs from last year, all larger than I’d be comfortable meeting on the road ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿป

That was our evenings excitement… unless you count the juice Mike tried to make us, including ingredients such as lemon, lettuce and a baby tomato ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

You can use your thinking skills and assume how it tasted ๐Ÿ˜œ

Spencer didn’t mind it too much, when he and his parents came over for a short visit.
Then again Spencer eats and drinks, many things a child shouldn’t enjoy and he grins hugely after each, so he isn’t a reliable source when it comes to food or drink consumption.

Monday April 17th –

After lunch, Becca and Spencer joined Mom and I at the house, bringing some fruit to contribute to the juice I was going to make for us to consume after taking a walk.

The few inches of snow that had fallen Sunday, had pretty much melted away and we had fairly good weather during our 6 1/2 km trek.

An orange, watermelon, strawberry, apple and dragon fruit juice awaited us.

(Dragon fruit was thrown in purely for nutritional value because none of us girls like the actual taste and luckily we found that we couldn’t taste It among the other flavours ๐Ÿ˜‹)

It turned out to be just as tasty as it looked, the colors reminding me of orange sherbet, or a sunset ๐Ÿ˜‰

After a grocery trip, I’ll have to get more adventurous and try some ‘green’ juices… the kinds that are actually good for you, not just natural, liquid sugar like the fruit juices ๐Ÿ˜

After said healthy walk and juices… Mom began making cinnamon buns ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

I received little chunks of dough here and there, while listening to a podcast about unsolved, real life mysteries and working on lettering.

A dumb podcast to listen to if you don’t like not knowing the ending to something ๐Ÿ˜’

Supper was my job and it was a bit of a fail since I didn’t realize the steak meat had to be cut in a specific direction to be edible and I cut it in the NOT right direction… meaning it for sure made you do the recommended ten or however many chews per bite ๐Ÿ˜œ

Thankfully we had Moms cinnamon buns to save the evening ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

Mike and I then had to deliver some to the neighbours (Becca and Nathin) and somehow we ended up visiting a while, even though Mike had worked with Nathin all day and I’d seen Becca that afternoon… but whatever, we had months of reconnecting to work on ๐Ÿ˜‹

Be Our Guest!

Sunday Jan 22nd –




Church was a little different then usual for me since the translating wasn’t available.
I made do by reading a message on my phone and trying my best to focus on that and not the noise of German being spoke around me ๐Ÿ˜‹

Once we were back in Velp we quickly stopped at the grocery store for a few things, since I’d kind of forgotten until late the night before, that when you have guests over you should probably also have dessert ๐Ÿ˜œ

Mikes cousins were our guests for the afternoon and lunch was my typical Sunday fare if we eat at the apartment, taco salad.

I’d managed to whip up a Lazy Cheesecake for something sweet and we enjoyed that, and our company until late that afternoon.

I spent some time working on my lettering later that evening and then chatted with mother and father for a few moments before calling it a day.




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