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Ditches and B*****s

Ditches and B*****s

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Life is good! The things that make books are once again pouring out of my brain. I went for a while with a void brain, you know, nothing really going on that was...

We Dig It

We Dig It

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman What is it about boys and dirt? My brothers, one older and one younger, enjoyed playing in dirt. In the 1950’s my older brother dug around looking for Indian...

What Will Tomorrow Bring?

What Will Tomorrow Bring?

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman An Amazon Prime truck has shown up twice in the last 24 hours, each time bringing me a present. This is good, cuz I love presents, especially surprise presents. I...

Hermes, the God of Travelers

Hermes, the God of Travelers

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman In my traveling, I’ve become somewhat of a collector and collect two things: thimbles (upward from 300), and scarves (upward from 10). Both are small, meaning...

I’ve Got Somethin’ to Say Today

I’ve Got Somethin’ to Say Today

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Helene Mitchell & Gail Cushman Big news today! We are going to a Bull Sale. But wait! That’ll be fun, but don’t hold your breath cuz that’s not the Big News. There is...

Jumping Ship

Jumping Ship

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I don’t know about you, but I get mighty tired of being reminded of appointments and then evaluations of everything in my life. If I use a service by making an...

Sailing Away

Sailing Away

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman All good things must come to an end. Thirty-one days on a ship is a good thing, but we are ready to get back to normal. We have stuff going on at home, not to...

It’s a Montana Thing

It’s a Montana Thing

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Okay, everyone knows I’m easily amused, and now I must admit you are right. We got up at about 7:00 and looked out the window seeing a dock lined with boats in...

Trivia on the “Dam” Ships

Trivia on the “Dam” Ships

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman One of the highlights on a cruise for many travelers is the daily 4:00 game of Trivia. About a hundred people gather in one of the lounges, drinking wine and...

People Worth Watching

People Worth Watching

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman and Cowboy Bob We’ve been on this voyage for about two weeks, time enough to do a lot of things, like learning the difference between port and starboard, bow and...

Horsing Around

Horsing Around

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman When Cowboy suggested that we take an excursion that included riding a horse, I started laughing. “Ride a horse,” I laughed, “you must be kidding. I’ve ridden a...

Eating Our Way Around South America

Eating Our Way Around South America

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail I love to cruise. Being on the water is second only had making love, and that’s the truth, but don’t tell my kids! We are on the Oosterdam, one of Holland America’s “dam”...

Sail Away 3-10-26

Sail Away 3-10-26

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman We are on the ship! Hurray! I love being on a ship, looking out over the sea, hoping to see some sea creature, which hardly ever happens, but nevertheless, one...

Overwhelmed

Overwhelmed

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Oh my gosh, I seldom get overwhelmed, but this week has blown me apart! Relatives, friends, and FB friends wished me a happy birthday, and I lost track of whom I...

What a Ride

What a Ride

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Originally posted 2/25/26 I’ve been dreading this week for a bunch of years. I’m turning 80, meaning I’m an octogenarian, in other words, damn old, on Thursday....

Chip and Dale Meet Their Rightly Demise

Chip and Dale Meet Their Rightly Demise

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Originally posted 2/18/26 Mice are such cute little critters, filled with evil and nastiness not to mention disease and disaster. With the warm weather we have...

This Cannot Be Good

This Cannot Be Good

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Originally posted 2/4/26 Cody has been dragging his usual sort-of-good-natured self since we returned home from parts unknown, as he calls them. We thought he had...