The OEB

The OEB

I must be the most confused person in the world. It has to do with trash, and I don’t get why I have three trash containers and dedicate at least two hours a week to trash sorting and collection. It’s not as if I don’t have anything else to do, but it did give me...
Cowboy Bob and His New Friend

Cowboy Bob and His New Friend

A Blog by Gail Cushman and Cowboy Bob I had on my mind this Idaho Gal who I met while back at a Super Bowl party and although she was with some big ole boy, we had a great conversation in the kitchen over a cup of coffee. She was mighty good to talk with and was...
The Adventure Begins

The Adventure Begins

I’m still working on my best-selling book about online dating for widows and widowers and I thought how I can write a book on online dating if I’ve never been on an online date?  Sometimes I’m a genius that way. I was texting with four different guys from Idaho,...
Blue Eyes Continued

Blue Eyes Continued

My life’s been rather topsy turvy for the past several weeks. I’m still wrestling with the alligator-sized hole in my bathroom, my best-selling book about online dating for seniors is coming along fine, but my search for that blue-eyed cowboy has taken more time than...
Hello Blue Eyes

Hello Blue Eyes

Hello, Blue Eyes! Well, I’m not really sure about that, but maybe. My drugstore cowboy has gone away and now I’m on some dating sites, checking out the eye candy, or men who think they are eye candy. I kind of liked knowing old Luke. He was a pseudo-cowboy, but still...