Author Archives: Rebekah Teal

Up the Orange Stairs

Welcome, welcome, welcome!

You are such supportive and helpful friends, you’re coming in the back door today! You know that quote “Back door friends are best!” Your comments and emails and feedback are SO thoughtful and helpful to me. THANK YOU! You help me “see.” It’s nice to have some friends who share in our excitement, rather than thinking we’ve lost our minds.

Okay. Here we are right inside the back door. Remember those orange steps? Let me remind you where we are. Looking past the steps (and Blue) you see the brick fireplace that is in the kitchen.

Now, come on up! And when we’re finished, let’s sit out on the porch and visit. Tell me if you like the upstairs or the downstairs better.

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Farmhouse Tour

I can’t wait to show you my farmhouse.

But there is one small, tiny rule here.

To come in, you’ve got to have VISION!

You’ve got to be able to see BEYOND!

(Otherwise, wait out here on the front porch for the rest of us to return. haha)

Now, when we finish, I want to hear which room is your favorite. And what would you do with it on a small budget?

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Who Said That?

“Is she broke to plow?” I asked.
I can honestly tell you that those words have never exited my mouth before.
I can honestly say that those words have never before even formed inside my head.
I surprised myself. It sounded as if I knew what I was talking about when I said it the other day.

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Unfarmgirl-Like Conduct

In my mind, Farmgirls lead a highly organized life of pure simplicity. They are left sided thinkers. They are practical. And they are brave and strong.
My confession is this. That’s not me. No, wait. I am brave and strong. But otherwise? Nah.

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Swimming Upstream

I’ve been feeling like we are swimming upstream with this farm deal, so I made Southern Salmon Patties to “embrace it.” My husband is not a southern boy, he is Italian. So, well, he passed on that particular “embrace it feast.” I remember at least  20 years ago when I told him that I had “a hankering for Salmon Patties.”
He gave me a blank stare. He had never heard of Salmon Patties before. However, he had already learned the word “hankering.”

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Break That Bread

Lesson number 3,457 (for me): Baking bread is a healing thing to do. Same with breaking bread.
Bake and Break.

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OMG

Okay, dear Friends, you have to click below to read this post because I can’t spill my secret right here for just anybody to see. It’s just for you….

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Facing Facebook

A friend sent me an email the other day, “I’d be embarrassed to be you. You only have 87 friends! LOL”
LOL? I’m not L-ing OL. That’s all I need. One more thing to be self-concious about. It’s a good thing she informed me because I had no idea I was hurting on Facebook. 87 friends sounded like a lot to me. But no. My bubble is burst!

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Clean Slates

It’s that time of the year. Time to assess and resolve.
Tell us about your 2011.
What was your favorite book that you read in 2011? What was some new music that you discovered? What was something new you learned to do? What did you do that you are most proud of? What was something you learned about yourself?
Before I share my answers, let me tell you how excited I am about the start of a new year. I feel that way every single year. Standing there on the threshold of the New Year, I just love to look at all the possibilities. Think about all the things I can accomplish; all the things I can learn.
That’s one reason that I don’t go for those electronic calendars for my personal, home calendar. You just can’t get that same inspiration and excitement. (At least I can’t.) I need colored pens and a pretty calendar.

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Christmas Pajamas

My Christmas Pajama tradition started here, at maryjanesfarm.com and led me this year to a very interesting place. A place that I need your help with. Big time. But before we talk about that, let’s talk about our own childhood Christmases. Do you remember the way you felt as a kid on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning? Do you remember the excitement and joy and hope that filled your heart? Do you still feel that? Do you remember the first time you enjoyed the GIVING more than the GETTING?

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