Author Archives: Jan C. Johnson

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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.

Bing! It’s Cherry Season

Posted on June 7, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

    The cherries are back, and so is this post from 2011. Oddly, nearly six years later, the post still gets hits. Probably from people who think I’m serious… poor, misguided creatures…     The following post originally appeared … Continue reading →

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Considering Bluebonnets

Posted on June 5, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Sometimes I wonder whether my writing benefits anyone. My audience is loyal and fun, but small. Should I be doing something different, something to be seen by lots more people? Well, while out bicycling several weeks back, I learned a … Continue reading →

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Breathtaking Customer Service

Posted on June 2, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Last week I published a post about the goofy setbacks to my efforts at celebrating Brent’s birthday. In passing, I mentioned that the first peach from my Harry & David’s order tasted a little flat. (Unlike all the wonderful pears … Continue reading →

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To Be Free

Posted on May 31, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I can’t help it… Words mean things, and I like to know just what each one means, and to use the right one to say what I intend to say. Take the familiar quote, “The truth will set you free, … Continue reading →

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I’ve Been Hosed!

Posted on May 29, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Not gonna lie… we’re total newbies at having a swimming pool. I mean, we don’t trust ourselves to take care of it, but have professionals maintain the pool lest it end up infested with mold or jellyfish or something. Adding … Continue reading →

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Birthday FAIL: or, Why My Husband’s Bicycle Has a Preposterous Name

Posted on May 26, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

He already has so many bicycles I can’t keep track of them. What’s one more? That’s what I thought last summer, when Brent showed me an ad for a custom, retro-style Bianchi road bike. His newest bike is also a … Continue reading →

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