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It’s the Little Things That Count

It’s the Little Things That Count

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Toes. How much littler do you get than toes? We don’t pay much attention to them because they aren’t obvious, mostly covered up with socks and shoes and boots and...

Post-Thanksgiving Blues

Post-Thanksgiving Blues

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Thanksgiving was ten days ago and the turkey is almost gone. We cooked two turkeys, both home-grown, donated by Cowboy’s son, and they were delicious. One brined...

Relaxation, Cody’s Way

Relaxation, Cody’s Way

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman We were watching a little TV last night and somehow, I managed to wrestle the remote control from the Cowboy. Wrestling with him is always fun and this time I...

AI: It’s Not What You Think

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...

Visions

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’?

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...

Super Bowl Ramblings

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...

Things I Love

Things I Love

My blogs seem to run the gamut, often about the frustrations that I, and many readers, have about where we are in life, a little stiff, a little fuzzy, and a little confused by it all. But tonight,...

Burning Daylight

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Burning Daylight My dad used to say this phrase to my brothers and me every Saturday, as he double-timed it up the stairs and ripped the pillows from under our...

Passwords Will Be the Death of Me

Passwords Will Be the Death of Me

I’m working on a book about online dating and had to join a couple sites. I refuse to pay for sites, so only get whatever they offer for free, which isn’t much, a few blurred photos of men and...

Double Whammy

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...

The Perfect Purse

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

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,...

Date Lines

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...

What Does Unlimited Mean?

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...

October Musings

October Musings

October could easily be my favorite month, that is, if there were only ten months in the year with April and May as the ones omitted from the calendar. October is an enigma, and Mother Nature likes...

Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love

I always thought it would be wonderful to be an only child, but it never worked out. You see, I lost that title before I was born as I was the second child and with an older and wiser brother to...

The Great Divide

The Great Divide

Every week on Facebook, I receive lists of names of people with birthdays, and I dutifully try to wish them a happy birthday, and this week was no different. My lists consisted of several people...

Cracker Jacks

Cracker Jacks

I bought a box of Cracker Jacks this week and opened it slowly, looking for the treasure that was advertised in bright blue writing inside a POP-kind of starburst. This sweet treat is one of my...

What To Do?

What To Do?

I received an email from my pharmacy that said, “Flu Shot Time, go online to make an appointment today.” Good idea, I thought, I’ll go online, register, and hop down to the pharmacy and get done...

Speed Bumps and Sunshine

Speed Bumps and Sunshine

A Blog by Gail Cushman Speed bumps spring up where I least expect them. They usually are in the form of those annoying yellow or black traffic safety strips that lie in the middle of the street and...

A Good Cup of Joe

A Good Cup of Joe

I love coffee and drink far too much. I am well aware of my over-consumption but justify that it is a forbidden pleasure that isn’t lethal, at least I don’t think it is. I used to have a twelve-cup...

The Sweet Smell

The Sweet Smell

A Blog by Gail Cushman   This week my email brought me a posting from a group associated with a college I attended. I usually click through it quickly and ignore the multiple advertisements, pleas...

What I Found

What I Found

I started sprucing up my house this week, doing the usual housework, you know dusting and vacuuming and wiping down the counters. I don’t have a ton of visitors so it’s easy to let things slide...