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.

Anticipation

Posted on June 2, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Next weekend I will be flying to Colorado Springs for the 2011 Christian Writers’ Workshop. It will take place at the spectacularly beautiful Glen Eyrie Conference Center. Before I even pack, which I have been tempted every day for the … Continue reading →

Posted in A Page From My Journal | 10 Comments

Musings from a National Cemetery

Posted on May 30, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Traffic noise drifted from the busy road alongside the Houston National Cemetery this past Saturday. Construction netting and piles of dirt formed an odd boundary around the far side of the section containing my father-in-law’s grave. But these could not … Continue reading →

Posted in Near As I Can Figure... | 15 Comments

Memory, Schmemory

Posted on May 26, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

My plan was working. I had fixed a nice dinner, served it to Brent with a flourish, and then turned my sweetest smile on him. “Honey, would you mind taking me to the library?” I had been in the hospital … Continue reading →

Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories), Uncategorized | 5 Comments

Tree-Climbing Days

Posted on May 23, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

My earliest tree-climbing memories date back to my preschool years in Missouri. Our back yard boasted several stout, smallish trees, their lower limbs invitingly close to the ground. These were the “bunny slopes” of the tree-climbing world. I remember delighting … Continue reading →

Posted in A Page From My Journal, I Remember When... (my OWN stories) | 18 Comments

“Head for the Hills”

Posted on May 13, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

It’s a legitimate question that I would not blame anyone for asking. “Why on earth would you and Brent pay $30 each to register; stuff your bikes and all your gear in the car; drive 13 miles to Cedar Hill; … Continue reading →

Posted in Thoughts on Two Wheels | 23 Comments

Cinco de Mayo Pasta

Posted on May 5, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Hola! Happy Cinco de Mayo to everyone. If you are Latino, or just someone like me who looks for any excuse to eat Mexican or “Tex-Mex” food, you are probably warming taco shells or flour tortillas as we speak. Normally … Continue reading →

Posted in Near As I Can Figure... | 8 Comments