I’m heading straight into my sixties. Certain people (notably, people who call me “Mom”) will likely make “over the hill” jokes.
Don’t worry about me, though. I don’t see the problem with growing older.
After all, everything is more beautiful in the light of sunset.
Normally a deep cranberry red, these crape myrtle blossoms glow in the sunset.
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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'm also working on a biography project.
I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.