All posts by Galloping Grandma
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Attack of the Cookie Monster
Store-bought confections are good enough for Santa, and for me. Jackson, WY – I was recently approached by someone who should have known better to take part in a fancy, high society Christmas cookie exchange. I was to...
- Posted December 22, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: I did it once, don’t make me do it again
Nuts to traditions that weren’t that great the first time round. Jackson, WY – Once upon a time, a bunch of tourists were dumped on a rocky beach in New England. They didn’t want to be there,...
- Posted November 17, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Of Life and Buffet Lines
When the options are plentiful, judicious decisions are a must at restaurants and beyond. Jackson, WY – Not long ago I paid many large bucks for a ticket to a fancy charity dinner. It promised me a...
- Posted October 27, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Halt Helicopter Parenting
‘Submarine Parenting’ is a better method Jackson Hole, Wyoming – A recent email from my friend LaWanda back in my hometown of Corn Cob, Iowa, relates the details of the latest Corn Cob nut attack. It seems that...
- Posted September 22, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Humbled by the apron
Learning lessons of humanity and humiliation from the service industry Jackson Hole, Wyoming – Around this time of the year, the air is filled with the gladsome cries of recent graduates looking forward to a wondrous future,...
- Posted August 18, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Dating tribulations
Online and off-line romance can be tough Birds do it, bees do it and I bet you do it, too Do what, you say? Well, let me tell you a story. Sometime ago, far away in Africa,...
- Posted July 8, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: A guide to driving your kids nuts
Jackson Hole, Wyoming – Once upon a time, one of my darlings asked me if it was olden times when I was a child. I told her to go play in traffic. Then she wanted to know...
- Posted May 19, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Fifty Shades of I could care less
Jackson Hole, Wyoming – Once upon a time there was an especially luscious praying mantis named Iris. She was tall and slim and green and all the guys were nuts about her. Mantis guys are sort of...
- Posted March 18, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Lifelong fashion police fugitive
Jackson Hole, Wyoming – A few years ago when I was in high school, my mother made me an Easter outfit. It was a pink, and I mean pink, corduroy suit. I chose to accessorize my ensemble...
- Posted February 17, 2015
GALLOPIN’ GRANDMA: Fur and loathing in the airport
Jackson Hole, Wyoming – There was a time when air travel was fabulous. Everyone dressed up, the service was fabulous, the food and drink were fabulous, the planes were fabulous and you could travel to Hawaii or...
- Posted January 20, 2015