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.

A Bad Spy Movie

Posted on December 3, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

It used to be kind of frustrating, but now we just laugh about it. I would ask a question and Brent would give me a piece of totally unrelated information. Over time, I came to understand the hidden thought process … Continue reading →

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Child’s Play

Posted on November 30, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Note to Dayle’s Simple Pleasures friends: I am a freelance writer for a group of local-interest magazines. I thought this post from the other day would give you a picture of the simple pleasure I get from my work. It … Continue reading →

Posted in Everybody Has a Story, Uncategorized | 8 Comments

Thankful

Posted on November 25, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Some years ago in my reading, I ran across an intriguing thought. What if everything that you forgot to be thankful for today were to be taken away tomorrow? Okay, I frequently remember to thank God for the obvious things … Continue reading →

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Stunt Driving

Posted on November 23, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

“We’re not gonna make it!” My white-knuckled fingers gripped the passenger door handle of the little budget car we had rented. The car with no shocks; the one that, at this instant, was in the most dire possible need of … Continue reading →

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The Prayer Jesus Didn’t Pray

Posted on November 19, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

“Hosanna!” It reminds me of “Huzzah” — a sort of King Arthur-ish way of expressing joy, victory, applause. In other words, “Yay!” Or, in Aggieland parlance, “Whooop!” (Extra “o” is intentional.) When Jesus rode into Jerusalem, the crowds shouted “Hosanna!” … Continue reading →

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Riding With Marshall

Posted on November 17, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

I remember the first time I met Marshall Allen. It must have been about 1999 or 2000. I was out on my bike, just about five miles from home in the next little town, when a tall, athletic-looking cyclist crossed … Continue reading →

Posted in Everybody Has a Story, Thoughts on Two Wheels | 2 Comments