Tag Archives: Janice C Johnson

Protein Shaken – Part 1

Seriously, I still can’t find an honest appliance anywhere. And if they’d only cooperate, I could really use their help with my fitness goals. See, I don’t mind being kind of matronly, but I don’t want to overdo it. So … Continue reading

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A Wise Word from Rachel Anne Ridge

Not long ago, I told you about my Word for the Year, “Truth.” Well, another favorite word is “Gracious,” which is what I want to be when I grow up. Then, just over a week ago, my friend Rachel Anne … Continue reading

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Putting Down Roots

One downside of moving to a new house, no matter how much you like it, is Starting Over With Your Landscaping. In our old backyard we left a mature Chinese tallow tree, taller than the house. It looks like this … Continue reading

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Kitchen(Aid) Mixup

After years getting along with just a hand-held mixer for all my baking, I finally bought a Kitchen Aid stand mixer. One great thing about my old Oster stand mixer–it had that turntable thing that lets the bowl spin around … Continue reading

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Spinning My Wheels

I grew up loving bicycles. From my first hand-me-down with solid rubber tires (ouch!) to road riding, I learned to deal with progressively greater challenges, like balancing. And traffic. And “toe clips” (later cleats) to keep my feet on the … Continue reading

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For the “Season of Love”

I recently re-read a familiar little story that seems to fit this “season of love.” You can read it here, in the Gospel of Luke. It tells about that time Jesus stopped by the home of his friends–three siblings–in the … Continue reading

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