De-Rut-Ify

De-Rut-Ify

A Blog by Gail Cushman   My days are fusing, you know, running together, making it difficult to determine one from another, and this week the ruts have run deep and wide, and I’m looking for something to derutify me. If de-rut-ify isn’t a word, it should be,...
It’s Too Darn Hot

It’s Too Darn Hot

  I went outside to get my morning paper and it wasn’t there. Instead, I was met by a blast of heat, like a 365-degree oven that you open to pop potatoes in for baking. My phone thermometer read 88 degrees, which would be okay if I wanted to jump into the...
Boing Boing

Boing Boing

Yesterday I was out and about, visiting a senior center, where about a bunch of people over a certain age met to visit, eat, and have a good time. My guess is that most were widowed or widowered because they arrived alone, or with someone who might have been a sister...
Monday, Monday, My Kind of Day

Monday, Monday, My Kind of Day

My least favorite day of the week has always been Saturday. For most people it was a day of rest or recreation, but I never quite had that experience. My father enjoyed spending every weekend doing little projects, and most were larger than little. Saturday morning,...
Attitude! Gratitude!

Attitude! Gratitude!

  A Blog by Gail Cushman   My blogs are usually listed as “two-minute reads” by the Facebook people who enjoy counting 120 seconds, but today, my blog deals with my gratitude and might be a hair longer. We are halfway through 2021 and about to celebrate...