by Gail Cushman | May 7, 2020 | Uncategorized
I decided to purchase a lift chair, now known as my launch pad, thinking it will alleviate pressure on my oh-so-aching knees. You know the one I mean: it’s a chair, that with the poke of a button, carefully lifts the butt from a sit to a stand. Voila! Besides its...
by Gail Cushman | May 7, 2020 | Uncategorized
Being on virtual house arrest is a pain in the patootie. You’ve probably seen the movie Honey, I Shrunk the Kids…well, it’s Gail, Covid-19 Shrank the House. But before I sound like I’m feeling sorry for myself, I need to consider… · Those affected by this terrible...
by Gail Cushman | May 7, 2020 | Uncategorized
I’ve been asked a dozen times in the last two days if I’m hunkering down and my first thought was, of course I’m hunkering down, we are all sort of under house arrest and hunkering down is exactly what all of us are doing. Thought number two: The word hunker is a...
by Gail Cushman | May 7, 2020 | Uncategorized
I haven’t done the earthquake jitterbug since 1983 when I was on the second floor of the old Emmett High School. The instructions drilled in my head back then (for air raids as well as earthquakes) were duck and cover, but I didn’t have anywhere to duck and school...
by Gail Cushman | May 7, 2020 | Uncategorized
Since 1996, I have been cutting my husband’s hair without a license. (Please don’t call the hair police because I didn’t charge him, although he always gave me a tip. Ooh la la!) I did it for him, but never thought I would need to do it for someone else. But...