Life On Lisburn

Y'all.  It snowed today.  And not in the typical early November in South Central PA kind of way - nope.  In a big way! We are sitting pretty looking out at 7 inches on the ground and listening with trepidation to the gentle cracking of branches under the weight of said snow and ice (minor freakout). No, but really.  Now this African raised girl is 100% team warm (read: I like summer) but I'm determined that I'm going to embrace all things this year! Enter Joy as part of team #yaysnow....this is a new experience for me and well whatever entity supervises and doles out tests to goals that are established sent me a doozy this go around.   When I decided I would set out to enjoy winter, I had no idea the challenges that would arrive early.  Things like a grouchy (with reason) hubby after taking 4.5 hours to get home from work in the snow (his commute is usually 20 minutes) yikes! Or getting stuck on the hill on my commute home (probably should have walked - ...

I'll be the first to admit that I love the idea of adventure a whole lot less than most of my family- I like my everyday adventure not the big, big, big travel writer kind of adventure, but I can do it - and this time once the vicious anxiety passed - has reminded me that there are things that are fun outside of the normalcy of everyday. Yesterday, I started my Salt Lake City adventure.  I despise goodbyes, don't really love being alone (think Golden Retriever "be my friend, be my friend", and to be honest, we've been surrounded by a lot of really hard and really crummy situations lately. The kind of stuff that makes you think about your own mortality and when an over-thinker and feeler like me spends too much time thinking and not enough time praying about it - well, it creates a lot of anxiety.  So yesterday I spent a lot of time with 1 Peter 5:7 (Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you) and Psalm 91:2 (You are my refuge and my fortress, my God, ...

Anna knocked my socks off yesterday when she informed me that she couldn’t remember the last time I spent time at play with her.  I was really quick to remind her that we had been to the park, we had friends over and we had been baking together. Apparently that wasn’t it at all.  When I asked her to clarify she said when we play together that means imaginations and creativity, not just doing things.   I have to admit, my heart is still reeling from this profound and clearly important revelation.  When I spend some time thinking about it- I’m not great at play.  I am great at doing things and going places and planning things but as a player I stink.  It’s so out of my comfort zone - oh and there’s about 800 other things I think I should be doing. Jeremy is a natural player.  He’s goofy and fun and naturally willing to fall on the floor and dream up a story for Barbie and Ken.  Me I think ‘oh wow- is there a Barbie Museum we can go to?’   Thank...

So a few posts back folks were asking if I would share the biscuit recipe I like.  Well, this is the one I've grown up with (sometimes without the sugar).  They're super easy to make and so delicious to eat!  INGREDIENTS 3 cups Flour 1 teaspoon salt 1 tablespoon baking powder 1 tablespoon sugar 6 tablespoons butter, at room temperature 1 to 1 1/8 cups cold milk (use whole milk for the most tender biscuits) Instructions Preheat your oven to 425°F and find an ungreased baking sheet.   Mix together the flour, salt, baking powder, and sugar. Work the butter into the flour mixture using your fingers until it's crumbly.  This is the rascals favorite part.  They call it 'smooshing'.  Not to be confused with smooching (wink)   Add the milk slowly.  Momma's training was always to add it slowly while you mix because you can always add more but you can't easily remove it once it's there.  Side note - don't mix ...