Tag Archives: Janice C Johnson

What IS This, Anyway?

When I saw this… thing… in an antique store, it stopped me in my tracks. Normally, a large ceramic figure that’s really a two-part container functions as a cookie jar. But… First, cookie jars don’t come with salt and pepper … Continue reading

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Of Figs and Peppers

“Write what you know,” goes the usual advice. So… I’m writing this series of short humorous novels. I’ve mentioned before that the stories take place in Palestine, Texas, which happens to be my home town. I set some key events … Continue reading

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Tuscany on Two Wheels

Last time, I promised to tell you all about our Ciclismo Classico bicycle tour in Italy, besides just the amazing food and guides and lodging and cappuccinos. Here’s the bike garage at Il Mollinello, our guide Sandro’s home / B&B … Continue reading

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Olympic, um, “Athletes”

You walk away from the house and the cantankerous appliances for, like, 30 hours, and what happens? Portable electronics take up the rebellion, of course. August 4 was our first time to participate in the “Blazin’ Saddle” bike rally in … Continue reading

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Pandora FAIL

How do you fail at Pandora? To be clear, I’m talking about the online-radio app, not the charm bracelets. Technically, it’s just an app, not an appliance… but I shouldn’t have been surprised. Sunday evening, we had our Liberian friends … Continue reading

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Learn to Relax!

Last week, I went to my first-ever yoga class. Some friends I’ve consulted recommend yoga to correct my posture and ease my chronic knotted-up shoulder, so I thought I’d give it a try. It went better than you might think, … Continue reading

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“Dear Texas…” – A Guest Post

Why should I whine about the sudden summer heat around here, when my friend Misty Ansted has already said it so well? With her kind permission, I present her open letter (which first appeared on her Facebook timeline over Memorial … Continue reading

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