I’m a REBEL!

Yep, I admit it. I’m a rebel. And here you thought I was all compliant and law-abiding, Little Miss Play-by-the-rules.


What, you don’t believe me? Here’s the photographic evidence…

Exhibit A: I pulled a crape myrtle up from the flower bed with my bare hands.

Of course, it was only four inches tall. Anyway, it had come up next to a pillar and would’ve been seriously crowded within six months.

Exhibit B: I unfolded my fabric-cutting board and pressed it into service as a calendar / storyboard for my fiction project.

The last time I actually cut fabric on this board was
more than five years ago. Rock on!

Exhibit C: Fitbit? Took that sucker off.

But I have to charge it sometimes, don’t I?

Exhibit D: No, I flatly refused to get my flu shot at this compressed-air tire pump thing.


Exhibit E: Some days, I pick up and move my office outdoors. Woooo, feel the burn!

What? Of course I use sunscreen!

Exhibit F: Most reckless of all, I’ve been wearing white pants… after Labor Day!

Mom would definitely raise an eyebrow… but after all, it’s Texas, and 90 degrees is 90 degrees.

So there you have it. I hope you are duly intimidated by seeing my wild and rebellious side.

Oh, and have a nice day!

Thanks for reading,

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.
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