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.

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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Navigate THIS!

Posted on May 24, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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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Another Day, Another Diner

Posted on May 22, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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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Skies

Posted on May 19, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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 →

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Wild Things!

Posted on May 17, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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 →

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Remembering Mom

Posted on May 15, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

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 →

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