Tag Archives: humor

It’s a “Ruff” Life

Posted on January 7, 2012 by Jan C. Johnson

After years of not crocheting at all, I suddenly got the urge last winter to make a circle scarf for one of my young friends. Armed with a large crochet hook so I could work loosely for more softness, I … Continue reading →

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“Diesel-Pickup Guy”

Posted on November 1, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

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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Creature of Habit

Posted on October 19, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Most of my habits are innocent enough, even helpful. I brush my teeth at least twice a day and clean the dryer’s lint screen after every load. Yay, me! But sometimes habits control me. “Autopilot,” I call it, because that … Continue reading →

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Appliance Defiance!

Posted on September 29, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

If you’ve been with me a while, you already know about my boundary-challenged microwave, and how the washing machine nearly pushed me over the edge. Now, if you can believe it, I have taken to arguing with my car’s navigation … Continue reading →

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Dances With Washers

Posted on April 19, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

I think my washing machine has been taking Zumba classes when I’m not looking. And just when I was starting to show my uppity microwave who’s boss, too. It’s all very discouraging. When are my appliances going to start just … Continue reading →

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Uppity Appliances

Posted on December 17, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

I might as well admit it right now: I often find myself talking to my microwave. And in none-too-friendly tones, either. Let’s review: a microwave oven is a machine, right? You set it for a certain amount of time, it … Continue reading →

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