I’ve lived in Montana for about three years, and this week I became a real Montanan. “Where ya from?” people ask. I used to answer, “Well, I used to be from Idaho and now I live in Montana” and they...
Category: Home Life
The Main Thing
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman We went to church last Sunday and the sermon got me to thinking, not so easy to do any more. The preacher said, “The main thing is to keep the main thing, the...
Looking Back
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Sixty years is a long, time, but we made it! Our high school graduating class held its 60-year class reunion this week, and about sixty of my fellow classmates...
Shopping Trips with Cowboy
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman “Hey, Honey Bunch, comb your hair and grab your purse, we’re going shopping.” These are words I don’t hear too often, but are oh, so welcome. Living...
Lambing Season
Cowboy and I are attracted to small towns, and so it is natural to be drawn to such villages as Edgar (Pop 169), Roscoe (Pop 24) and today we set our sights on Reed Point (Pop 175) and their sheep...
Being Cool in Cooney
Cowboy, Cody, and I made our end of summer boat trip with grandkids to Cooney Reservoir this week. It was hot in the Stillwater Valley outside of Columbus, and we thought a couple days respite on...
The Griz
Miss Gail’s Ramblings I’ve lived in Montana about three years, give or take two years, which makes me almost a local, only 75 years to go. I grew up in Idaho which is close, so maybe I’ll get extra...
Adventures with the Cowboy
Sometimes I find myself day-dreaming, mostly when I’ve had enough coffee and thinking about a donut that I shouldn’t be eating. And those dreams are always about adventures-to-be or not-to-be. This...
Fences
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman For the past few weeks, we’ve been watching two young men build a pole-and-post fence around our property. It is kind of a surprise because one delusional day, I...
A Week That Was
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Ugh. My week has been one to remember, except I don’t want to remember it. It’s gone, in the rearview mirror, and I’m happy about that! I got hit by...
Perfect!
Wrinkly BitsA Blog by Gail CushmanIn the past few months, I’ve noticed that the word “perfect” has become a buzz word among those who work with the public no matter if it is in a restaurant, a...
Button, Button
A Blog by Gail Cushman I had a button fall off a brand-new shirt this week. Now, that might not seem critical in your life, but it took its toll on me. I had just bought the shirt, and it came with...
Vigilantes and Lollipops
A Blog by Gail Cushman I met the Cowboy about three years ago, through a dating site. Free. Facebook. I was researching a book (Flash of Time) because I had no inkling of how online dating worked. I...
A Tip of the Hat to Hats
A Blog by Gail Cushman How many hats, caps, bonnets, fedoras, and boaters do you have? Me? Maybe thirty, maybe forty, but for sure, too many! It’s a constant battle. Just this week I have three new...
Shopping with the Cowboy
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I’m not a great shopper and since the on-line opportunity has become more convenient and popular, I enjoy it even less. This weekend we had a couple hours, so I...
The Great Beyond
The two words “graduation” and “commencement” are interchangeably used for an event that gives people a degree or diploma, lots of kudos, and of course, presents. They are both the beginning and the...
Brain Drain or What Would Cody Do?
I don’t know about everyone else, but some days, my brain feels empty, like it needs a shot of something, OJ or something stronger. Coffee doesn’t quite do it, and tea never has, so what to do? My...
Police Blotter Mania
A few months ago, I began writing a column for the Stillwater County News. It’s called “Ramblings by Miss Gail” and I am having a lot of fun with it. The SCN is a small, county newspaper, a weekly,...
These Boots Are Made for Dancin’
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman My move to Montana necessitated that I reexamine my shoe situation. I’m a native Idahoan and sandal advocate, but now I want to blend in with my neighbors, and...
Life Rocks
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman A few days ago, I joined a very nice lady for lunch. I had never met her, didn’t know for sure what she looked like, but she (you know who you are!) reads my...
Listing Away
Wrinkly BitsA Blog by Gail Cushman I’m a list maker. And the Cowboy isn’t. Therein is the rub. His brain catalogues things in bold print with numbers in front of them, so they are done in order and...
The Dump
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I try not to write controversial blogs, and some might think this to be the exception, but just so you know, I think we should take good care of the world we live...
Zippety-do-dah
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman It seems like the Amazon.com truck arrives at our front door every day, but I know that’s not true, more likely every other day. The Cowboy and I both order...
Mirror Images
Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Last week I wrote about Cody, the wonder dog, and I want to add a quick story about an event last summer. True Story. Every bit of it! It was evening, nearly...