Hometown. There’s nothing like a visit “home” to pull you back from your current busy life and let you relax with a bit of nostalgia. A day in Palestine earlier in the spring did just that for me. Not only … Continue reading
Posted in A Page From My Journal, I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
Tagged Crepes and Coffee, David Tripp, friendship, gifts, history, hometown, Janice C Johnson, nostalgia, Palestine Texas, Pint and Barrel, symbols, travel
(c) 2021 Jan C. Johnson Lord, I’m setting out to ride. Go with me and be my guide. Keep me safe from angry dogs, Poison snakes and feral hogs, Yellowjacket on my shades,Gravel up the steepest grades,Headwinds and torrential rains,Roadways … Continue reading
Posted in The Poetic Side, Thoughts on Two Wheels
Tagged animals, bicycling, bike ride, bikes, danger, funny, hazards, humor, Jan C Johnson, poems about cycling, prayer, safety
Today’s guest post appears courtesy of Kelsey Gillespy, my longtime critique partner and beloved friend. (When we became outnumbered by her children, the critique sort of took a back seat… but the friendship never did.) You’ll love her, too! See … Continue reading
Chef Hadley Beckett’s cooking show is all sweet Southern charm. Chef Max Cavanagh’s show, To the Max, perpetuates his hot-tempered, bad-boy reputation. When they’re the two finalists on a cooking competition show? Hide the knives. Weeks after his end-of-competition meltdown, … Continue reading
Posted in Great Weekend Reads!
Tagged butter, chefs, cooking, cooking competitions, fiction, funny, gourmet, Great Weekend Reads!, humor, Jan C Johnson, southern cooking
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Guess what: Today, March 2, is Texas Independence Day. That day in 1836 is when Texas declared independence from Mexico and became its own republic. About ten years later it became the 28th state in the Union, but some of … Continue reading
Tuesday morning, I woke up early and checked the weather on my phone. The temperature read “-0”. In other words, negative zero degrees F. “Negative zero? What does that even mean? Is it, like, colder than regular zero?” What a … Continue reading
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories)
Tagged airlock, hamburgers, humor, ice storm, Jan C Johnson, rolling blackouts, smoke alarm, snow, Texas, Weather, winter