Love and Life with Lisa 🌹

Come come sit with me… Grab your drink and pull up a chair. Okay… so this morning I was digging in the freezer, planning to pull out some ground turkey to make chili… but then I saw the pork chops—and you know I had to grab those too. 😄 I love me some pork chops… LOL So here I am getting ready to cook, and one thing about me? 👉 I like my meals done at the same time—and hot. No waiting around, no one eating while someone else is still cooking… everything comes together. So I got all my veggies cut up—peppers, onions, mushrooms… nice and ready to go. And I have to tell you, these are the knives I used for everything tonight—cutting the veggies and even slicing the pork chops in half to get them cooking evenly: 👉 🇨🇦 Kitchen Knives I Used 🇺🇸 Same one for my US readers Okay, so then I prepped my pork chops for the air fryer: 👉 🇨🇦 Air Fryer 🇺🇸 Same one for my US readers I like to season them up and let them sit for about 15 minutes… just so everything real...

Come, come sit with me… grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair… Before we go any further… If you have a tender heart… or if this kind of story feels close to home… take your time with this one. Maybe grab that drink… and just sit with me for a bit. This story has been sitting in my heart for months… And I thought I was ready to tell it. But the truth is…  I wasn’t. Not yet. Because some stories… you don’t rush. You wait until they’re ready to come out. And today…  I feel like it’s time. I’m going to talk about one of the most important person in my life. The woman who shaped me… the woman who loved me… the woman who made me who I am today.  My mom. My mommie. When people talk about unconditional love…  she lived it… in every way. When I was little… she was always there with me and the boys. But there’s one memory… one that will always stay with me. I wanted to skip outside… without even holding the skipping r...

Come come sit with me… grab your drink and pull up a chair. Lately… I’ve been getting up a little earlier. Not because I have to… but because I want to. I put my earbuds in… hit play… and for that moment? 👉 it’s just me. No noise. No expectations. Just music… and movement. I’ve realized something… 👉 I find it freeing to exercise. Not the kind where you’re pushing yourself to the limit… but the kind where you’re just moving… breathing… being. And as I move… I start to say a few affirmations— the kind that feed my soul. Nothing complicated… just words that remind me who I am and how I want to feel. These little things? They get your body moving… your energy shifting… And listen… not all of us like to exercise in the morning. 😄 But whatever you choose to do— 👉 do it for yourself. Do it to get that energy flowing within your body. Now the music… oh, let’s talk about the music. Some days? 👉 I need the beat fast… something that makes me move q...

Come, come sit with me… Grab your drink and pull up a chair. You know what I’ve realized lately? It’s not the big fancy kitchen stuff that makes the difference… it’s the little things. The quiet helpers… the ones you don’t really think about… but when you have them? They just make everything easier. And honestly… a lot of cooking starts before the stove even turns on. It’s in how you store your food… your flour, your pasta, your everyday things. When everything is easy to find and sealed properly, it just makes the whole process smoother. I use airtight pantry storage containers for that, and I’ve linked them here if you want to take a look: If you're in Canada, this is the easiest place to grab them: 🇨🇦 Shop on Amazon Canada For my US readers: 🇺🇸 Shop on Amazon US I didn’t always use a meat thermometer… I used to guess a lot when cooking meat — and honestly? Sometimes I got it wrong. But this little thing? It took the guesswork out completely...

Come, come sit with me… Grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair. Okay… let’s talk for a moment. Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve had a few conversations where people said something to me… that I don’t really message unless I’m messaged first. And to be quite honest… they’re not wrong. But here’s the thing… If those people ever needed me, I would be there in a minute. I would be present in that moment . But I’ve started to realize something… People today need more than just moments. They need connection more often… even if it’s just a quick text. And it made me stop and think for a moment… And here’s the other thing about me… I hate texting 😄 I’m that old-fashioned phone call kind of girl. But here’s the beauty of it… Being present looks very different to different people. Here I was, thinking I was being present… and in my own way, I was — just from a distance. But that distance? It was felt. And what’s also beautiful… is that my frie...

Come, come sit with me… Grab yourself a drink and pull up a chair. Life… it can be so interesting. And the truth is… as we get older, we start to look at it very differently than we did when we were kids. This weekend was busy for me — the boys came to visit. Lol… let’s just say the banter started immediately. One of my friends once said they could listen to us all day — because even though we banter, there’s love… lots of love. Oops… I got off course there for a second. We were actually heading to a family birthday dinner together… and when we walked into the room and saw our family all together, the childhood memories just came flooding back. LOL… we were there for my auntie’s birthday. My auntie is an amazing woman. She has always stood in our corner. When we were kids, they lived beside us, and we were at their house all the time. She used to make the best pancakes… and I mean the best. They were the size of the whole skillet. I, of course, could never fi...

Come, come sit with me… grab your drink and pull up a chair. Listen… I’m one of those people who likes to have everything all wrapped up neatly. But uummm… we all know in life… that doesn’t always happen. And sometimes… we don’t get the closure we crave. I had a friend. I truly thought we were good friends. We hung out, did things together, and had been friends for years. We met at work… and even after I left that job, we still kept our friendship going. Until… we didn’t. Honestly? I don’t even know why they stopped talking to me. I called. I left messages. I texted. And nothing. My goodness… it was hard to let it go. Because I like closing the circle. I like understanding. I like knowing why something ended. But this circle… It never closed. And that was the hardest part. And honestly… it still bugs me. And maybe that’s the part we don’t talk about enough. Not every relationship ends with a conversation. Not every ending comes with an ex...