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Running Half Tangle
A Blog by Cowboy Bob Miss Gail often remarks that I am OCD, just because I have definite ideas about the RIGHT way to do things. I will admit to having this close-mindedness about new things, and I...
Another Day, Another Adventure
Another Day, Another Adventure Crazy us. We were up at 6, downed a protein drink and some Keurig coffee made in a French press (ummm), and we were off for a new adventure. This time we are crossing...
Losers and Finders
The word “lost” is overused in our household. I lose everything, but mostly my cell phone, glasses, and now and then, my train of thought, not to mention my mind. I never had this problem when I was...
Why Are Dandelions Weeds?
For the past couple weeks, I have been pretending to be a gardener, planting flowers and pulling weeds. I have never claimed to be a gardener and always thought that a layer of plastic covered by...
Visions
I was privileged to attend the graduation ceremony at Montana State University in Bozeman this week. The cowboy’s grandson graduated with a degree in nursing and is off to do great things at a...
What’s Cookin’?
The cowboy and I have made some rules for our lives, and they work pretty well, and we don’t get into each other’s hair much. (Noted: it is hard to get into a baldish man’s hair, though.) It is a...
The Girl in the Green Sweater
A Blog by Gail Cushman The cowboy and I ventured to Boise to attend the Idaho Writers’ Workshop this week, a long trip, but so worth the while, and in the meantime, I gained a new name. Most of the...
My Top 18 List
The Cowboy and I have traveled through about 30 states and about a dozen countries in the last couple years, and guess what! As luck would have it, I needed to use the bathroom a few times. When I...
Fixing Things
Wrinkly BitsNot everyone is born with the ability to fix things, and I am one of those. I’m not mechanically inclined and don’t see Part A fitting into Part B and eventually fitting with Parts G, H,...
Expanding Bucket List
Wrinkly Bits You would think that with all the travel I have done both on my own and with the Marines, my bucket list would be shrinking. Not so, it is growing by leaps and bounds. On my recent...
Important Days
There are a few important days every year. We have a host of religious holidays, too many to mention, and you would have to use all your fingers and toes to count them. The political and historical...
You Never Know
A few years ago, I met up with a high school classmate whom I had not seen in twenty years, maybe more. I didn’t recognize her because she had gotten much older than 18, not that I had, because,...
Loving Again
Happy Tuesday from Gail and Cowboy Bob. Instead of a blog this week, wewant to show you an excerpt from our new book entitled Loving Again: A Guideto Online Dating for Widows and Widowers. We...
Looking Behind? Looking Ahead
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I was watching Cody, the wonder dog, today, and noticed something about him that is different from us. He has a bad memory, or maybe no memory at all. He possibly...
Descaling and Paris
A couple years ago, I bought a Keurig, great coffee, easy peasy, and I loved it For about a week. One sunny morning, ready for coffee, it stopped working. I had bought it at the big box C...
Who Are You, Mr. Chen?
I received a package this week, such a surprise, as the only mail I ever get are from people who want me to buy things, everything from cars to spa treatments to fertilizer (a euphemism for some of...
Gotta Love the Grandkids
Grandchildren are a gift from God, presented to us on a silver platter as a reward for all the hard work of rearing our children. I am sure, the word “rearing” is the correct word, as taught by...
Hayloft
The smell of old moldy hay and old manure packed my nose as I swept out the old hayloft and moved the pile toward the side of the old barn, to the slots in the floor that fed down to the mangers....
Seeing It All
We are in the middle of the Storm of the Century, or at least the Storm of the Day, considering that I live in Montana and snow, negative degrees of temperature, no sun, and frozen everything are...
Deer Hunting with Old Hank
A Cowboy Bob Blog Back this fall, I was getting ready to saddle up and get going on a fine, fall morning in the foothills of the Beartooths. The cattle had been gathered and sorted, but one more...
Out, Damned Splotch
I’m not exactly Lady MacBeth, but she and I may have the same problem. I recently did the cataract removal thing and am proud to report that I can see everything I need to see and somethings I don’t...
Super Bowl Ramblings
The cowboy has a sign above his office door that reads: “Negative Ion Filter, the sky is not falling…you are on the right side of the dirt.” I see it every day as I wander about the house, letting...