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.

Truest Life

Truest Life By Janice C. Johnson For Martha… Just last week, a lost crayon might have caused you untold consternation. But now such troubles seem insignificant because bigger things occupy your mind. The real, grownup world waits just behind a … Continue reading →

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A Time for Silence

Hello, Friends, Normally you see a new post here twice a week. But now a beloved member of my extended family is gravely ill. I do not expect to blog over the next week or so. Rather than just disappear … Continue reading →

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Have You Finished Your Homework, MOM?

Several times I have mentioned returning to college as a middle-aged grownup person and finally earning a bachelor’s degree. Well, in the interests of full disclosure, I might as well tell you the whole story. I wrote this particular piece … Continue reading →

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Valentine Manure

I wonder what my women friends would think if their husbands / sweethearts gave them a bag of steer manure for Valentine’s Day. Yeah, I thought so. Ah, but for me, that spells Romance! Now, before you start searching online … Continue reading →

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What Color is Your Veneer?

When I started back to college, I bought a nice wood 2-drawer file cabinet. We needed more file space anyway, and I wanted a decent-looking piece of furniture because my desk was in our bedroom at the time. Thanks to … Continue reading →

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One Cent Cheaper

“Here’s your credit card back.” My son Greg, along for the ride, was pumping a tank of gas for me. Regular unleaded, $2.88 a gallon. Soon he replaced the nozzle, twisted the gas cap back on, shut the little door, … Continue reading →

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