The Nobel Nine or Birthday Queens

The Nobel Nine or Birthday Queens

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Eighty years old, whoever would have thunk it? (A grammatically incorrect phrase, but who cares at our age.) These ladies should be proud. They look amazing, and from their resumes, they have lived well and prospered. Could it be...
All These Hats, What To Do?

All These Hats, What To Do?

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I had exactly three hats when I moved to Montana, two USMC hats and a plain hat with no writing, just a baby blue ball cap to keep the sun out of my eyes.  I had lived in Idaho for a long time, and didn’t require anything...
Take a Hike, Bear

Take a Hike, Bear

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Marcello Montana is Bear Country, in case you haven’t heard. But it’s also Bird Country, and it seems to me the two should be able to co-exist.  Apparently not, however.  We had a bear visit us in April. He had his way...
Easy Peasy, Toothpaste Squeezy

Easy Peasy, Toothpaste Squeezy

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I needed toothpaste, you know toothpaste. It comes in a squeezy container, a tube. You probably pay $3.00 for a tube of toothpaste. Everybody knows what I’m talking about.  This week I ran out of toothpaste and went to one of...
Friday Night Dates

Friday Night Dates

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman When Cowboy and I started hanging out together, we decided having Friday night dates, without fail, interruptions, or excuses, was a good thing. At 80 + years old, we could be balancing on borrowed time, and next Friday might could...