The Cliff's Resort

Blima fell mad crazy for the Brownstone salt n pepper shakers, and that's all I have to say about that. ::Snicker::


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**How many pair of shoes are in YOUR closet?** ( or in my case, around the house)
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If ever you get the chance to tour this castle, I highly recommend it. Not only the grounds mind you, but the family story is fascinating. I myself was only acquainted with Patty Hearst tales, until I dug deeper. We had a sassy tour guide dodging questions about the young Ms Hearst, twas funny:)
There's a 5 mile curly ride on a bus up to the top of his mountain, and along the way you can see all sorts of wild animals including zebra. Theres an awesome mile long pergola too that was built for a walking path. The views from up there are second to none. Mike and Blima were equally enthralled as I, and hey? Ive been there! LOL Can you just imagine having this to walk out on everyday? When my Sis was here she took many pics of the gorgeous gardens in order to repeat some of it in their new home. She's doing a great job!!!How about imagine swimming here? The outdoor pool is cool, but my favorite is the Neptune inside pool. Gold inlay in the tiles!!! I think perhaps I shall use this memory to relax with.... ahhhhh, the Nestea plunge right here.......
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I'm so far from being OK that its unwritable! Yes, I do have an addiction! I tried to say its all about customers, I tried to say its about longarm chat. but the fact is.. I OWN THIS. I might as well be a gambler!!!
2 1/2 HOURS WORKING WITH THE GEEK SQUAD TECHS... AND NOTHING! Walt, oh poor Walt... pray for the man would ya? He is dealing with the wrath of Gina and no Internet. He too dealt with techs for hours. No luck. It has to be the surf modem, so they come on Friday. I yelled why Friday and they advised me that I did NOT have a business account, which would have me up and running in less than 24 hours. GIVE IT TO ME!!!! They could not. OK..... night fall comes.. what do I do with myself? I try to work, I cannot concentrate. I whined to Blim, I whined to my Mom, and oh...poor Walt. I listed all the reasons why anxiety was present because he insists on trying to solve all my problems. Which every woman knows they just cant eh? So ... my rant ended with...uncontrollably, I might add..... " All of my friends are in THAT box!"
stopping myself on a dime with that statement, I did the dishes and pondered why it was such an addiction.
How else would I keep in touch with the family and friends across the country? How else could I be part of their lives from a distance? I tried to hand sew.. work on my restoration project... was so antsy I felt like a kid. Bad.. bad bad...... even the tv programs made me want to jump up and look up that website on the screen to investigate.. nope... no Internet. chit. Walt was working late, so I packed up Ginger and the laptop headed for Starbucks. ( u think for a coffee, when in fact its for WIFI) I ordered a frap... sat down, booted up and what do I see? oh yeh... 6.00 a log in for Tmobile... can u freaking believe that? I shut the laptop in protest. Asked attendant for nearest FREE wifi access, he said the cafe in town, but they are closed. (sob) So Ginger and I went home and walked awhile around the block. I brushed her and put in a new bow. She was happy, I was not. Walt got home and I asked him to go fix it please.... oh poor Walt..... he tried. 3 computers, no luck. We went to bed and could not even be consoled with Will N Grace, which on any other day would have me roaring with laughter.
This morning after seeing Walt off to his last day of work, ( a different blog) I did the dishes and fondled my mouse on the desktop. bad bad bad....... I got an idea for a fix.... I began cutting 6 inch blocks of floral faded fabrics, and I began to journal on them. yep yep yep... I am making a Journal quilt now! LOL FIRST ENTRY......7-26-07 NO INTERNET IS WORSE THAN WHEN I QUIT SMOKING.
Now what? I loaded up the laptop once again and ventured to this cute lil cafe here in the village, with guess what? FREE INTERNET ACCESS!!!WOOHOO!!!
I guess now I can go home and get to work, free of the needed fix, ( until when?) I am doing a beautiful pyramid quilt in feathers... maybe now I can be more relaxed at it. I feel better now.. I answered emails, only 2 were customers, the rest friends family. I blogged and read sarahbear....I still want a little pic of sarah wrapped in a quilt, and a phone call letting me know IT ARRIVED!!!!! ( one can only assume eh,miss u)
Hey, the coffee here is great! I'm having a Verona Light, very very smoothhhhhh. Listening to JAck Johnson on the speakers.... all is well.
Hope to be back online tomorrow evening, or... poor Walt......
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We dined close by at A. Sabella's Restaurant. Second story overlooking the grotto. Very delicious, both in food and presentation. Albeit, pricey, but worth it. We walked the walk, and talked the talk, visited the street mimes and entertainers, then called it a night.
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The same JEEP that pulls people out of the sand, the one that climbs ANY dune handily, yes even the same JEEP the on the 4th of July beat a Hummer in the sand, Blima managed to bury today!
"Let me! Let me!" she whines to move the car back to better view the sunset. "Let me! Let me!" I drive well in snow!! ( sounds like Rainman eh?) And we believed her!! Upon prancing over and hopping into the JEEP she did the unthinkable in sand.... yep yep yep... she gunned it in reverse. Oh hell no she did not just do that (3 of us happened to say at the same time) Just as we see her do it again! And Again! All yelling stop while sand flies 20 feet in the air, in our mouths, on the bbq pit, (I couldnt see Ginger either) So much for sand driving like snow. Grunt.
Now on the beach, its in agreement that all of us locals refuse to pay hundreds of dollars for a tow out. So when a vehicle is spotted in trouble all shovels within a half mile come a runnin. This was no exception. About 6 young men, another JEEP, and Mike and Walt dug her out and back to packed sand safety. Walt is wondering though if they remember this little powerhouse of a JEEP beating the hummer, then getting buried by a Canadian? I dunno.... se la vie? We're having fun? LOL
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Hi Blog pals:)
So sorry that I havent had time to blog with ya. We are having a ton O fun with our friends who are visiting from Canada. Walts learning new words like GAZ (gas)and Mike is getting answers to questions like, What is Kragens?..LOL Blima and I are laughing til our cheeks ache and soaking up every minute together that we can. We did San Francisco in less than 3 days. Had fun tootling down the coastline hitting all the beaches (and starbucks)and testing the coarsness of the sand. Tomorrow is Hearst Castle and the itinerary is just jam packed! We had a beach night tonight, a spectacular sunset caught with a roaring fire below... and Blima regaled us with her version of KUM BY YA. We buried her. She and Ginger have hit it off quite well and she is teaching her to dance. ( I know what you're thinking, Blima or Ginger right?) I am typing with a gimpy finger cause I broke the nail down to the quick. Walt doctored me up, now its mummyfied. I'll try to post some pics soon. If I'm not back in 24 hours.....(u know)
Love yer Guts:)
G
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I remember a time when I would chase down a sunset. From wherever I was at the time. The cell would ring, Where are ya Mom? ..I'm chasing down a sunset, be back soon, Love ya bye! Much like a storm chaser you see on the tele racing toward a tornado. Hmmm I wonder if I would call myself a nut like I do them? So, have you ever done it? Jumped into your car, decide on the best lookout point and whether or not you have 12 minutes to sunset or 20, and go like the wind to catch it? Well its fun! I highly reccomend it. In the valley my path would always take me straight to the Delta on the water to see. Here on the coast, I dont have to go far, nor chase a thing. I know when the sun will set, how long it takes me to brew a mugga Jo, how soon I can make it down to the waters edge.
I'm sorry, there arent many words to let you know how great that feeling is. or how grateful I am for it. If you're lucky enough to be at the beach, you're lucky enough!
For the celebration of Independance day you know that we gathered firewood, made a meal, loaded the car with chairs, tables and the like... braved the crowds, stormed the beach. We set up our own SPACE in the middle of a local war zone of ametuer pyrotech Dads. Every Mothers child was too excited to control themselves in anticipation. We visited with many and had a wonderful time. Ginger helped to dig the firepit and I had a much enjoyed glass of vino while walking along the surf. We recently had a Great White siting so I thought I'd wonder and count how many foolish heads were in the water. DAP
The show was as spectacular as always. I am gratful to be on year 6 now of this incredible event. But this morning it occured to me while reminicsing about past holidays, that I didnt see the sunset on the 4th. I didnt chase a thing, and I was right there. Did the sun really go down without my eyes fixed upon it? I missed a sunset? I SHOULD have been able to report a purple sky, an orange or pink sky..... in depth! Was it a million dollar sunset? Were there clouds in the way? Did it appear to be waking up another world? I suddenly feel cheated. Just as quickly as that feeling came and went.. I felt contentment no longer being chased. (ok, well at least not that in the nature of a sunset) I can catch it again this evening now cant I? Some things about getting older are pretty darn cool. Reminded me of another qoutation.
**Beautiful young people are acts of nature. Beautiful older people are works of art. **
How cool is it to know that I am art being created? Ahhh, what a nice ponder for me today. I'll go to work now, and create some art over there.............> Here's a sunset for ya, no need to chase this one down.
This is Penelope the Pismo Pig. Ginger wasn't amused.
She was in fact, amused with a friendly Welsh Corgi Pup. They had fun socializing.
And of course she had to help Dad Dig the Fire pit*
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My daughter is about as crazy about garlic as Walt is. More so than I, these 2 will eat it straight up! They crave it? Be careful when you bite into a pizza they have ordered too... OH man is it garlic'd up!
I wish she and her family were coming for the 4th. Maybe Heather will bring her baby girl over for the fireworks? It could happen?
Tonight I am making it simple, some Ground Round Steaks on the Q, a spinach salad, and some crusty bread:) Roasted garlic makes a very tasty spread for crusty bread. It is also yummy in mashed potatoes, as a dipping plate with balsamic, or a soup base, but I really am trying to limit carb consumption, so when I want bread, I wont make a starch. Awesome for your favorite Bruschetta recipes too!
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"I Thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, with which I'll never part. God has you in His keeping, My Son, my Mom, forever in my heart."