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 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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Among other labels, I have been told that I have a Type A personality, always busy, no time to rest and that might be true, but I’m trying harder to become more of a Type B personality, taking...

A Blog by Gail Cushman   While I was off to Florida last winter enjoying the beach, I had the interior of my house painted and I must say the painter did a bang-up job. I had to remove all the...

A Blog by Gail Cushman   In the past months I’ve been reflecting on my life, seventy-five years of life, love, and liberty. I’m glad I was born when I was, a baby boomer with my formative years in...

A few months ago, I sat on the “Forest Gump bench” in Savannah, Georgia, and pondered his “life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’ll get,” quote and isn’t that the truth? This...

A Blog by Gail Cushman, with help As you know, I get a lot of responses to my blogs. I drop my blog off on about fifty websites, and I never know what readers will say. Last week I wrote Holy Cow!...

You never know about husbands, and when Tom died, he took a lot of secrets to his grave. I’m not gonna sing-the-blues about his being gone with this blog, because we are both at peace now, but I’ve...

A Blog by Gail Cushman   My days are fusing, you know, running together, making it difficult to determine one from another, and this week the ruts have run deep and wide, and I’m looking for...

  I went outside to get my morning paper and it wasn’t there. Instead, I was met by a blast of heat, like a 365-degree oven that you open to pop potatoes in for baking. My phone thermometer...

Yesterday I was out and about, visiting a senior center, where about a bunch of people over a certain age met to visit, eat, and have a good time. My guess is that most were widowed or widowered...

My least favorite day of the week has always been Saturday. For most people it was a day of rest or recreation, but I never quite had that experience. My father enjoyed spending every weekend doing...

  A Blog by Gail Cushman   My blogs are usually listed as “two-minute reads” by the Facebook people who enjoy counting 120 seconds, but today, my blog deals with my gratitude and might be...

People often ask how I came up with the name “Wrinkly Bits.” It’s an odd name for a book series but it isn’t really complicated. I was born in 1946, a year after World War II ended, one of the first...

I have a short name, four letters, one syllable, easy to roll off your tongue. Gail. But I’ve been called a lot of things through the years. My two brothers and my father had nicknames for me, which...

Boise is growing by leaps and bounds and with it, big changes are happening. I have always said, “Change is good,” because generally good things emerge with change, but now I’m not so sure. The...