Hair-Brained

Hair-Brained

I’ve never much liked my hair and I blame it on my mother and father. Both had fine, thin hair with no personality. It was just hair. My mother was too busy to do anything interesting with her hair, so it just sat there, and she didn’t care, and she kindly instilled...
Chillin’ Out

Chillin’ Out

A Blog by Cowboy Bob Miss Gail is an experienced world traveler, been to over 20 countries and numerous cities. This cosmopolitan lady moved here to the wilds of Montana and has served up a few chuckles from this old cowboy. As we suffer through the four days of...
Out With the Old

Out With the Old

This week my dryer failed. I was on a roll with my clothes washing, you know, sort and separate, pre-wash and spray. The easy-to-wash washables separated from those that are a pain in the Watusi, the filthy from the this-doesn’t-look-dirty, and finally the hardest of...
Trash or Treasure

Trash or Treasure

A Blog by Gail Cushman I am not a hoarder; I would swear to it. I don’t shop much, I’d rather travel. I toss stuff away regularly. Yet, when I wanted to put something away, I couldn’t find space enough to do that. The closets, drawers, and even the garage were filled...