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.
About that trip to Missouri last week… My brother, David, and I drove to the town of Nevada from different directions. Next day, we agreed to each find our way north to Warsaw and meet at the Common Ground Cafe … Continue reading →
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Last week, my brother and I met in Missouri to visit family and have our mother’s ashes interred alongside her parents’ graves. At least five generations of Mom’s people are buried there in her home town. Despite our somber errand, … Continue reading →
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Tagged barbecue, burger joint, coffee, Common Ground Cafe, diners, dining, food, Janice C Johnson, Kehde's Barbeque, Missouri, Osage, restaurants, sandwiches, shop local, travel, White Diner
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Some spring mornings dawn bright and clear, others start out overcast, even forbidding. And sometimes we get cloud sculptures… It’s as if God were stirring His finger around in the clouds to make a whirlpool. Have a sunny day! Thanks … Continue reading →
When I’m out bicycling, most of the animals I see are either a) fenced dogs, b) roadkill, c) fast-moving birds or squirrels just trying to get out of my way, or d) un-fenced dogs, which may or may not endanger … Continue reading →
My mom loved wearing necklaces. Several years ago, I realized she’d almost stopped wearing any. She couldn’t work the catches anymore. She had a few long necklaces that she could put on over her head–and double them if she wanted. … Continue reading →
Last week, Brent pulled this broken juice glass from the cabinet. Neither of us remembered putting a broken glass into the cabinet, which gave rise to questions like, How did it break? When did it break? I recalled, early in … Continue reading →
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