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Uncle Sam!
Today is the Marine Corps Birthday and being a Marine, I celebrate its 248 years, unhampered by progress, as some say. The ads repeat, “The Few, The Proud, The Marines,” and those of us who served...
And the Answer Is…
Home! It is so nice to be home, no matter the state. It is nice to be able to hang my hat wherever it lands, to throw on the old sweatshirt, too ratty to take out, and to verify that the mousetrap...
Happy Camper Here!
In the past year, I have had a lot of changes in my life, new love, new state, new address, new travels, and all of those make me happy. But I am a particularly happy camper today because my new...
The Marines Have Landed
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I’m about a week late with my weekly Wrinkles, and I just need to explain. Three Marines and a wife landed at our house and have entertained us for a few days. It...
Traveling with Cody
Everybody has traveled with a pet, sometimes just a quick trip to the grocery store, other times camping in the great outdoors, dodging squirrels, birds, or other big brown things, like bears. Our...
Who the Heck is Helene Mitchell?
A Blog by Helene Mitchell I have been Gail Cushman for about 55 years and am used to it. Before that, I was Gail Decker or Gail Helene, as my brothers called me. They had other names for me too, but...
YES!
A Blog by Cowboy Bob Out of the blue this August, Miss Gail touched my shoulder, and stared directly into my eyes and said, “Yes.” Since I was cooking a steak on the grill at the time, I...
AI: It’s Not What You Think
A Blog by Gail Cushman I don’t know what all the hype is. AI? Are you kidding? When you turn on almost any newscast, you will hear about the coolness of AI, and the reporters want you to think that...
Hair-Brained
I’ve never much liked my hair and I blame it on my mother and father. Both had fine, thin hair with no personality. It was just hair. My mother was too busy to do anything interesting with her hair,...
Chillin’ Out
A Blog by Cowboy Bob Miss Gail is an experienced world traveler, been to over 20 countries and numerous cities. This cosmopolitan lady moved here to the wilds of Montana and has served up a few...
Out With the Old
This week my dryer failed. I was on a roll with my clothes washing, you know, sort and separate, pre-wash and spray. The easy-to-wash washables separated from those that are a pain in the Watusi,...
Trash or Treasure
A Blog by Gail Cushman I am not a hoarder; I would swear to it. I don’t shop much, I’d rather travel. I toss stuff away regularly. Yet, when I wanted to put something away, I couldn’t find space...
Tripping Down the Erie Canal, Part 3: Day-to-Day Boating Life
By Gail & Cowboy Eleven days on a boat. That’s a bunch of days. We once spent over sixty days on a cruise ship, but that boat was big and luxurious, and a joy, as staff entertained us, fed us,...
Tripping Down the Erie Canal, Part 2, The Launch
By Gail & Cowboy Before we had left the launch ramp in Troy, we heard from Gordie again, the marina guy who wanted us to stay on the line. He asked, “You mentioned your truck and trailer, where...
Tripping Down the Erie Canal, Part 1
Wrinkly Bits By Gail & Cowboy We’re doing new stuff. New adventures, this time the Erie Canal in New York State. Locks. Mules. I’m excited, I’m scared, I can’t wait to go, and I can’t wait to...
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...