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.
Inspired by online writing friend Sarah Rexford, who would serve on the faculty, I registered for last month’s Maranatha Christian Writers’ Conference in Norton Shores, Michigan. Part of the appeal was a chance to visit my niece and her husband … Continue reading →
Y’all… have you ever committed to doing something you were kind of scared to do, and wanted to get it over with, but had to keep waiting and waiting? Sort of like climbing an endless ladder to jump off a … Continue reading →
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Tagged bicycle, bicycling, California, Ciclismo Classico, cycling, cycling tour, Eroica, Gaiole in Chianti, gravel riding, humor, Jan C Johnson, L'Eroica, tour, travel, Tuscany, Zeus bicycle
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Let me just begin by saying Yes, I realize language changes over time. And idioms come and go. One reason idioms fall out of favor is that no one knows what they mean anymore. For instance: before vinyl came back, … Continue reading →
Thanks for your patience with Parts 1 and 2. At last, I’m done philosophizing and ready to jump into the actual cycling aspect of the, um, cycling tour. Here I am with fellow cyclist Julia and our wonderful Ciclismo Classico … Continue reading →
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Tagged bicycle, bicycle tour, challenges, Charlesfort, Ciclismo Classico, cycling, humor, Ireland, Jan C Johnson, Killarney, travel, unexpected
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Last time, I wrote about our cycling tour in Ireland, and how a guy with a guitar and a cute dog helped me adapt to the metric system that’s used there. I’ll get to that whole “bicycle” and “tour” thing … Continue reading →
Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories), Near As I Can Figure...
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Tagged bicycle tour, bicycling, conversation, cycling, greetings, humor, interpersonal, Ireland, Irish customs, Jan C Johnson, meaningful, reflexive, relationship, travel
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Normally, I avoid Victoria-era stories set in England. I expect them to be too depressingly Charles Dickens-ish. But this recent title by Michelle Griep caught my eye. Here’s the blurb from Amazon (the image is theirs, too): “Constable Jackson Forge … Continue reading →
