Straightening Bent Nails

Straightening Bent Nails

I am sure that I am not alone in taking credit for starting the recycling movement. It didn’t start out of a save the Earth movement, it came out of let’s be practical and my family members were the royals of practicality. My dad was a tinkerer; he would go to the...
Wag, the Perfect Guest Host

Wag, the Perfect Guest Host

A Blog by Gail Cushman   I agreed to babysit a couple pooches next week. I wrote down the date, but, of course, my “senior moments” have rendered my brain useless. I do recall the directions: stay home for seven days to tend two dogs, plus my darling Wag. Yes, he...
Underwear and Outerwear

Underwear and Outerwear

  As I have recently shared, my mother, Field Marshall Von Emeline, gave me lots of advice. Most of it I ignored, but one pearl rings true every day in my brain. It was something about always wearing clean underwear in case I was hit by a truck or in a horrific...
I Should Have Listened to My Mother (Part 1)

I Should Have Listened to My Mother (Part 1)

Years ago, I went shopping with my mother searching for the perfect water pitcher for some holiday dinner that I was hosting (I did that long, long ago, before I learned not to volunteer to host). My mother, also known as Field Marshall Van Emeline, advised me, “Gail,...
Bikinis and Vampires

Bikinis and Vampires

I am not a hoarder by nature, except for one thing: nutritional supplements and I had rows and rows, lined up neatly alphabetized. I decided to clean the cupboard that stores the supplements that I thought I needed at one time, but now I’m not so sure. My neighbor...