About Jan C. Johnson
Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball.
No, really. I've also written a most riveting memoir--not mine, which would be boring, but rather the life story of an obscure pastor in Liberia, West Africa. His hair-raising memories of the Liberian Civil War years make for some suspenseful reading! Discover more under the "My Books" tab.
I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.
Last week, I told you about my failed attempts to get rid of my dad’s old handgun before someone got hurt. Between the post itself and Facebook, my sad tale garnered a variety of responses. Congratulations, commenters! You are now … Continue reading →
Posted in Everybody Has a Story, I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
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Tagged .38 special, fellowship, Gandalf, handgun, helpfulness, humor, Lord of the Rings, Mordor, quest, revolver, silver bullet, Tolkien
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Not long ago, I re-read Jesus’ parable of “The Prodigal Son” in Luke’s gospel. As often happens with the Bible, something jumped out at me that I’d never noticed before… It was after the Prodigal Son’s (PS’s) Big Brother (BB) … Continue reading →
Posted in A Page From My Journal
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Tagged bitterness, Christianity, drama, drama king, entitlement, envy, Faith, forgiveness, goat, grace, grateful, gratitude, humor, Janice C Johnson, parable, prayer, prodigal son
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All I can say is, they didn’t have motor vehicles or the Internet in January of 1863. That’s when President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, freeing all slaves in the United States. Except the word didn’t get out very fast. … Continue reading →
It’s been almost seven years since my dad died, and occasionally I still find a loose end that needs tying up. Case in point: his cheap old revolver that’s been hidden away on a shelf in our closet since we … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
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Tagged .38 special, albatross, gun, gun buyback, handgun, humor, Janice C Johnson, Lord of the Rings, Mordor, pawn shop, police, SWAT, Tolkien
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Okay, call me a slacker. I missed posting on Monday. In my defense, we’d been in Washington State visiting our son and his beautiful family. Eric and Heather needed an overnight getaway, and Brent and I needed the Grandpa/Grandma fix. … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
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Tagged adventure, children, family, ferns, forest, grandchildren, grandparenting, hiking, Janice C Johnson, Pacific Northwest, PNW, Puget Sound, swimming, travel
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I just finished reading Kellie Coates Gilbert’s What Matters Most. It’s a novel in her “Texas Gold” collection and I couldn’t wait to tell you about it. This Great Weekend Read features Leta Breckenridge, a smart, capable young woman living … Continue reading →
Posted in Great Weekend Reads!
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Tagged Austin, dementia, elections, fiction, governor, Janice C Johnson, Kellie Coates Gilbert, mental health, politics, romance, Texas
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