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Eating Out in a Flyover State
This year I’ve been spending time in Montana as well as Idaho, both lovely states, and those who call either state “fly-over states” are very wrong. They both have lots of color and character, as I...
The 700 Club
On June 30 of last year, my friends and former students Aaron Phelps and Jerry Pierce, both who were in our Gooding High School plays, honored me by forming a Gail Cushman Fan Club, Wrinklybits+, on...
A Super Bowl Adventure
It’s Super Bowl Sunday and everyone I know (except me) is excited for a few hours of watching a game of which I have no interest. It seems that I was born without the football gene, and although I...
Spam Babies
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman, with thanks to Cowboy Bob From Gail: Cowboy Bob is getting to be a regular on my blog site…gotta meet him one day! Out here at the edge of the mountains,...
Ode to My Little Toe
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Ode to My Little Toe I love doctors, yes, I do. I appreciate their knowledge, many years of schooling, and realize I am but one person passing through their...
Towel Racks and Eye Candy
Yesterday I had an adventure, which led to learning about water, pipes, kits, and finding testosterone-laden environments. My bathroom had a slight odor, not the usual odors that linger in a...
Balancing Nature
A Blog by Gail Cushman I’m on my annual January/February diet. The holidays take a toll on my body, and I always vow to lose weight, sometimes I do, other times, I don’t. This year is one of those...
Saying Good-bye!
No, I’m not leaving, but my old website WrinklyBits.com is, because today it bit the dust and now, I have a brand spankin’ new website. I hope you will take a gander; you can check it out at...
Tackling Technology
Just when I think I am as adept as Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerberg at using technology, somebody throws me a curve ball. My WrinklyBits.com website needed a facelift (don’t we all?) and I found a...
Cowboy Bob Returns
A Blog by Gail Cushman, with input from Cowboy Bob I received this last week…and thought you might enjoy it. Gail As I sat drinking my morning coffee and waiting for my eggs to scramble, I read an...
Double Whammy
I don’t know if Idaho is on a different time schedule than the rest of the world, but since I returned home from the slow-moving state of Montana, the world has sped up and the days zoom by before I...
Hurray for Crème Brûlée
A Blog by Gail Cushman A lot of things changed when I reached the ripe old age of seventy, and now, five, almost six years later, I am still trying to figure out my life. My recent adventure with a...
Update on Dating
I know you are dying to know about my love life, or loveless life, as the case may be. If you recall, I had a date in November, where I confirmed my online date wasn’t an axe murderer, so I decided...
The Perfect Purse
You can buy a purse almost anywhere, but a good purse is hard to come by. I searched for the perfect purse for years and accumulated fifty or sixty nearly perfect purses, you know the ones, with...
Music to My Ears
It’s been a busy week and I’m a little late starting to write my blog. My editors are tapping their feet, but I’m typing as fast as I can, and I have a lot to tell you. I’ve visited two states,...
What If?
When I returned home from my recent date, I was filled with questions and had a fine case of the What Ifs. The What Ifs are a non-communicable disease that attack widows without warning. They kinda...
First Date
Hurray. He isn’t an axe murderer, but he did carry a knife, one of those Leatherman types. How much damage could that do? I had met him online and I had a bucketful of warnings and cautions and...
Date Lines
OMG, I was asked out on a date. What should I do? I haven’t been on a date for over fifty years, and I have no idea how to act. When a spouse dies, the funeral home should hand out guides to...
Building a Book, Bits of Time
I always wanted to be a construction guy, but I was neither a guy nor had the tools to build things like dog houses, so I had to settle for easier things like writing books. So here I am, at the...
What Does Unlimited Mean?
A few months ago, I visited the phone store, and a young man suggested that I buy an “unlimited data package.” It was a few dollars more, but I figured that I would never run out. I’m on the...
A Turkey Named Alton
Thanksgiving was a wonderful time this year, friends and family and extended family with food and drink and grandchildren. It’s my favorite holiday, so I always look forward to it and am blue and...
Keeping Track of Grandma
I bought a new gizmo this week, electronic, of course, and eagerly tore into the package to connect it. Actually, I tried to tear into the package, but I am wise to how companies package these days...