Chasing Joy

I've CHASED a lot of different things in my life. Haven't you?

What have you spent time and effort and energy CHASING in the past? What are you CHASING lately?

Always Remember: Life is A....

....what? What do you say life is?

For me? "Party."

That's what I always say. "Life is a party, so dance." I've been saying that for years now.

Yet I'm actually much better at saying it than I am at living it. I need to work on that this year.

Emerson has a quote I like, “Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year.”

The Good in 2009

Twenty-Ten is here! A new year has dawned. A new year to work out and work on our dreams. A new year of possibilities. A new year of learning and growing. A year to do better. Yes, this is the year that I’ll finally------hmmmm------what?
How about you, this is the year that you’ll finally------hmmm------what?
Ah, wait.

Angels and Kismet

I’m feeling the magic of the season. There are only a few presents under the tree; and yep, the decorations are indeed sparse; but it doesn’t matter. The magic is in the air. It’s all around us.

It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas...

We don't have snow, but frost covers everything. It gives a sparkly, magical, shiny splendor to decks and car windshields and lawns and rooftops and bushes...

 

It Came Without Ribbons

“It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!” Can you name who said that?
How do you do it? How do you make this holiday season a "simple" one? Is there such a thing as a "simple" Christmas any more?
I'm working on this concept. It’s a week into December and I haven’t jumped into/onto the Christmas hoopla. I’m working on defining what “simple” Christmas means to me. It's coming down to being one without over-the-top decorating, too much present buying, too many parties, or the overwhelming rush, rush, rush.

Turkey Mojo

Tripp died. I really thought she would make it, but she didn't.
I’m working my way through the grieving process. For those who think grieving over a pet is foolish, well, I guess I’m just a fool. A big one. We lost Elvis three months ago and now Tripp. The house is getting mighty empty.
“Nothing on earth can make up for the loss of one who has loved you.” Selma Lagerlof.
I’m in the “what’s it all about, Alfie?” phase. And I’m afraid I’ve lost my mojo.
I’m not even certain what mojo is, but I feel sure I’ve lost mine. I mean, I know the Austin Powers use of the term, but not the universal definition. Hold on just a minute…I’ll be right back…

Getting Corny for Thanksgiving

When you’re right, you’re right. And you, my dear friends, are right. We are losing Thanksgiving; I didn’t realize it until I got your comments and emails.
What can we do?
I say let’s pool our ideas and come up with a plan. A plan to save Thanksgiving.

What Happened to Halloween?

In honor of a certain upcoming "spooky" celebration…

Let’s talk Halloween.
You either love Halloween or you hate it. Which group are you in?

Leafing Through Autumn and Getting in Trouble

(WINNER OF THE CD IS LINDA!! Linda, email me!)

Oh my, I’m in for it now.

The leaves have it.

It was neck and neck with the Tasha Tudor photo. But the first photo, the one of all those autumn leaves spread out on my dining room table, won.

Won by one. One vote. Same thing we always hear. Your vote counts.

A very close third was the muddy feet picture.

But here’s why I’m in for it. When I read your comments and emails about how you can’t wait to see what crafty thing I did with all those beautiful leaves, I broke out in a sweat.

You Decide Give-Away

Now that I’m posting every other week, I find it harder to write a post. It’s because I have too much to say. Too many things have happened between postings. You know I'm never short on words. Just short on enough time to say it all.
So how do I decide what to tell you about?
Hmmm.....
Hey, I know! You decide. You tell me.

Rebekah Teal
is a "MaryJane Farmgirl" who lives in a large metropolitan area. She is a lawyer who has worked in both criminal defense and prosecution. She has been a judge, a business woman and a stay-at-home mom. In addition to her law degree, she has a Masters of Theological Studies.

"Mustering up the courage to do the things you dream about," she says, "is the essence of being a MaryJane Farmgirl."  Learning to live more organically and closer to nature is Rebekah's current pursuit.  She finds strength and encouragement through MaryJane's writings, life, and products. And MaryJane's Farmgirl Connection provides her a wealth of knowledge from true-blue farmgirls.

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