Jan Bono’s Blog

Our family took frequent weekend “road trips” to visit Grandpa, or spend some time in the sunshine of Eastern Washington. To keep the four kids from squabbling, Mom often encouraged us to sing. “Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy…” “I’m looking...

Serendipity? Synchronicity? Divine Intervention? Call it what you will, but all of us have had those undeniable “coincidences” (things that can’t ignored or explained) that made our neck hair stand on end and take notice. Now I’ve driven the Sunset Highway hundreds of...

“You can start your day over any time you want,” I told a friend of mine over coffee. “Just shake off all the previous icky stuff and begin again.” “Forget all your glib responses this morning.” She glowered at me. “And tell me exactly how a person is supposed to do...

I figured, after a month of driving the wheels off my new Mustang, that it was probably about time to wash it. I mentioned that item of information to my two car guys. “You mean you haven’t washed it yet?” asked Rick incredulously. “I thought you were going to take...

I’m happy to see March go… Emotionally, the month has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. The “highs” have included dressing up for the Academy Awards, the Cheshire-cat thrill of driving my new Mustang, and staying 100% within my targeted “weight window” (dare we...

“The last thing I want to touch my earthly lips,” said my friend Joani, literally on her deathbed in April, 1998, “is Dom Perignon.” Joani got her wish, her husband holding the glass gently to her lips just a few days later. And that got me to thinking—what’s the last...