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.

Post-Thanksgiving Leftovers, Anyone?

Are you just about turkeyed out? After hiding renegade bits of your Thanksgiving bird in sandwiches, dumplings and enchiladas, does the cache of leftover meat seem to be growing instead of shrinking? Are you ready for some sympathy instead of … Continue reading

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Glory and Guacamole

Note: This post is pretty much addressed to my Soli Deo Gloria friends, with whom I am linking up today–but of course, everyone is welcome to read it. As some of you will recall, Jen posted not long ago that … Continue reading

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I’m Reading “A Confident Heart”

Hi, everyone! I am currently participating in one of my friend Ashley’s “ad hoc” Book Clubs. Together we are reading A Confident Heart by Renee Swope. Now, this isn’t a book review (though I’ll publish one when I finish), but … Continue reading

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My New Old Friend

I’m linking up with the Soli Deo Gloria sisters, celebrating one year of virtual togetherness. Greetings, everyone! Back in the summer I received an assignment from the magazine, to interview a particular Waxahachie resident and write up her story. The … Continue reading

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Through the Looking Glass and Into the Intergalactic Quiltapalooza

Disclaimer: I blatantly stole the word “Quiltapalooza” from my friend Dan, whose lovely wife Cindy has often attended the festival described below. It’s just a good thing I was not driving. Not only were the unfamiliar Houston streets interrupted by … Continue reading

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“Diesel-Pickup Guy”

This time, I was better prepared. Seriously, nothing could possibly keep me from having a successful bike ride, unlike The Long Walk of several weeks ago. I had everything going for me: * It was early afternoon, nowhere near sunset. … Continue reading

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