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.
Let me just begin by saying Yes, I realize language changes over time. And idioms come and go. One reason idioms fall out of favor is that no one knows what they mean anymore. For instance: before vinyl came back, … Continue reading →
Thanks for your patience with Parts 1 and 2. At last, I’m done philosophizing and ready to jump into the actual cycling aspect of the, um, cycling tour. Here I am with fellow cyclist Julia and our wonderful Ciclismo Classico … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories), Thoughts on Two Wheels
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Tagged bicycle, bicycle tour, challenges, Charlesfort, Ciclismo Classico, cycling, humor, Ireland, Jan C Johnson, Killarney, travel, unexpected
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Last time, I wrote about our cycling tour in Ireland, and how a guy with a guitar and a cute dog helped me adapt to the metric system that’s used there. I’ll get to that whole “bicycle” and “tour” thing … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories), Near As I Can Figure...
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Tagged bicycle tour, bicycling, conversation, cycling, greetings, humor, interpersonal, Ireland, Irish customs, Jan C Johnson, meaningful, reflexive, relationship, travel
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Normally, I avoid Victoria-era stories set in England. I expect them to be too depressingly Charles Dickens-ish. But this recent title by Michelle Griep caught my eye. Here’s the blurb from Amazon (the image is theirs, too): “Constable Jackson Forge … Continue reading →
Last week, Brent and I enjoyed a fully-supported Ciclismo Classico bicycle tour in Ireland, more or less along the southwest coast. COVID restrictions in Ireland had lifted just in time for us to make the journey. I have a handful … Continue reading →
Posted in Thoughts on Two Wheels
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Tagged bicycling, cycling, dance, Ireland, Irish jig, Jan C Johnson, Janice C Johnson, math, music, overthink, tourism, travel
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Hometown. There’s nothing like a visit “home” to pull you back from your current busy life and let you relax with a bit of nostalgia. A day in Palestine earlier in the spring did just that for me. Not only … Continue reading →
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Tagged Crepes and Coffee, David Tripp, friendship, gifts, history, hometown, Janice C Johnson, nostalgia, Palestine Texas, Pint and Barrel, symbols, travel
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