The Sunday Rhythm


An early Sunday morning greeted us.

Once again, preparing of myself, the son, the diaper bag etc. took way, and then we joined the family for breakfast.ย 
Adorning the table before us, were baskets holding different varieties of breads, various spreads, sprinkles and butter, cheeses, meats, juice and coffee.
A classic Dutch breakfastย ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅจโ˜•๏ธ

It was a one-hour drive to church, which we experienced in the company of our hosts, as we rode together with them since weโ€™d be returning to their house again afterwards.

We then rode back with another couple (Mikes cousin and his wife), since theyโ€™d be headed back to the house sooner and thatโ€™s always a plus where taking care of Lake is concerned, and when my having to mingle with fewer people is concerned as wellย ๐Ÿ™ˆ

Some McDonaldโ€™s was grabbed on the drive back and for the most part, we discussed food. Which when you write that maybe it sounds a little sad, but it seems to always be a satisfying topic if the people youโ€™re with, are like-minded food consumersย ๐Ÿคช

We got to tour some of their newly renovated home and loved what we saw.


Black kitchen cabinets, high ceilings with beams for added texture and some really unique, window style room dividers which gave the space some boundaries, while also keeping it feeling open.

They live right beside the home we stayed at, so we eventually crossed the yard and relocated over there for the meal of Dutch snacks that had been picked up.


Our evening was then spent visiting and playing a game.

Amidst trying to get Lake to sleep, which he wasnโ€™t so willing to do as the night before. This time being awake enough to realize he was in a different surrounding than usual.

All in all, though we were away from our home, and our home away from home, the Sunday rhythm changes little. Arise early, prepare for church, attend, a decent chunk of driving, afternoon lazing about, eating and so on and so forth ๐Ÿ˜‰


* 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



A Happy Stomachs Heart

Sunday Oct 1st –

Breakfast by Bob and then off to church. 

It was communion service that evening at church, so we had been invited for lunch and to spend the afternoon with friends at the home of a lovely human, whose cooking  I haven’t gotten to enjoy for a looong time ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

Borscht soup and a ham, apple, cheese and pear butter sandwich filled my plate and my heart was very happy ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿด



Or would that be my stomach? My stomachs heart? ๐Ÿ˜œ

Anyways, it was delicious and followed by the second choice of soup, lemon chicken rice and a caprese style sandwich ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

A leisurely afternoon of visiting followed until it was time to head back to church.

It’s always an uplifting evening and many share testimonies of what God has been doing in their lives ๐Ÿ’•

Psalms 26:7 

That I may proclaim with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all Your wondrous deeds. Continue reading “A Happy Stomachs Heart”

A Home For Shakespeare And A Home For Us

Saturday April 22nd –

It had been slightly suggested/half planned but not really, that Becca, Spencer and I would go into town for some ‘fun’ shopping opposed to Beccas regular rush for groceries and high priority needs only, since she’s got a toddler and the baby to lug around.

I readied myself and was just finishing my last bite of beautifully buttery toast when they arrived to pick me up.
Mike had the day off and I listed tasks he could do if he so chose, to occupy his day.
Country life may not be his strong point ๐Ÿ˜œ

Becca proclaimed that since ‘she never knew what to buy me, as she doesn’t know my taste’ that she would be a dear and purchase a pot I’d seen and liked for Shakespeare, my mint plant… He’s very dramatic… one moment strong and reaching towards the sun and the next, he’s fallen down, his leaves turned floorward within not even hours of each other ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™„

At least I know what he wants, maybe I’ll actually be able to keep this plant alive ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

(RIP to all my Orlandos, Bernard and one other plant who’s name I forget)

A weak reason to buy me a gift indeed, but a kindly gesture ๐Ÿ˜‰

We accomplished this and that, nothing monumental but still getting the little bits done that are oft pushed to the side during a busier trip.

Mikes ‘kind of’ boss was in town and wanted to meet up for lunch.. a.k.a, my bro ๐Ÿ˜

Once we returned home, Mike was found working on the prototype for a project I’d wanted to try but didn’t really have any idea where to start, so we shall see how that progresses ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ’ก Continue reading “A Home For Shakespeare And A Home For Us”

It Takes A Kit Kat To Truly Know Someone

Saturday Nov 19th –



More of the same occurred.

Coffee enjoyed amidst writing and drawing then whipping up a lazy cheesecake to feel a smidgen less useless before taking a nap ๐Ÿ˜‹

Hopefully the illness gets over itself sooner than later ๐Ÿ™„

Our lovely hostess once again supplied us with supper, salmon pasta and cheese bread and everyone added in to supply the entertaining conversation ๐Ÿ˜œ



Continue reading “It Takes A Kit Kat To Truly Know Someone”

Frozen Waffles And Fall Fare

Sunday Sept 25th –



Breakfast was cheap, frozen waffles Mike had wanted to get from IKEA the night before.
They may be sad and pathetic, but we both can’t actually say that we dislike them ๐Ÿ™ˆ

We went to church with John and Inge, Mike getting a break from driving, but not a break from translating.
I wasn’t the only person in church who needed an English translation for once so it was a big day for Mike ๐Ÿ˜‰

After church we were starving, (as usual) so a quick walk to the snack bar was taken with others who were equally in need of food and once there, fries and other snacks were quickly eaten before John and Inge picked us up.

A nap was happily taken once we got back to the house ๐Ÿ˜ด

Inge made us all supper and later on Mike made himself more chocolate pretzels, I made myself popcorn and we watched a Grandchester together before calling it a night ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’‘



Monday Sept 26th –


As I was still getting the odd headache from the car incident, I made some coffee to help battle the pain ๐Ÿ˜‹โ˜•๏ธ

I then settled in to work on the blog.
A title was proving stupidly hard, as is more often the story then not ๐Ÿ™„
And I can’t usually think of a title unless I’m glancing over the post reading what it’s about or looking for a key word I could utilize, so it’s a time consuming thing ๐Ÿ˜

I did actually convince myself to do something of physical value afterwords.
Exercise ๐Ÿ˜‘

Once that calamity was finished up with, I wanted to start making the soup that was intended to be supper.
I’d seen a new recipe on Pinterest for a ‘roasted, sweet potato soup’, perfect for fall ๐Ÿ˜

It was a bit more time consuming then I like for making soup, as the veggies needed peeling, chopping, roasting and then blending.
All in all, it was fine but I won’t be making it often.

Thankfully John and Inge liked it, or they were just being polite๐Ÿ˜‰
But Mike and I prefer a bit more meat and our favourite part was easily the cheesy garlic bread๐Ÿ˜

I think it would be tastiest as an appetizer where it can be eaten in a small portion with lots of the (called for) sour cream and bacon bits (which I added to the recipe).
~ Roasted Sweet Potato And Carrot Soup ~

(Add bacon ^ ๐Ÿ˜‰)

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