Monthly Archives: October 2014

Cool Cat Cafe, Pismo Beach CA

Going to the beach can be exhausting business. I love going to the beach, and taking the kids to the beach just to feel the sand between the toes. There are swings on the beach too, so having a moment on the swings as we watch the waves crash on the beach is a dream come true for us.

After spending some time walking on the beach, and then on the boardwalk we decided to get a bite to eat. There are all kinds of eateries around the boardwalk. I would recommend the Cool Cat Cafe.¬†Cool Cat CafeIt looks like a 50’s diner. The names of the sandwiches are all from the fiftys too. Except the three huge televisions that were playing sports while we were there. I had a Tuna melt, and the kids had hamburgers. The french fries were very good! There are even t-shirts to buy. I believe there are a few other locations. I believe there is one in Pismo Beach, San Luis Obispo, and Maui. Here is a link to check out Cool Cat Cafe.

One must is the t-shirt shop. If you are a little chilly after the wind blowing or the sun is going to go down soon, you will want a little something to keep you warm. There are lots of bargains to be had at the shop. The gentlemen usually will make a deal with anyone checking out, so make sure you ask for a deal.

Pioneer Parade, Happy Birthday Paso Robles, CA. 125 Years!

I haven’t been to a parade in years, but this year I could not wait to go to the parade this year. Since I live in a small town…one of my friends described the place as Mayberry meets Napa. We have the wine, and the friendly people. Seriously, while planning to go anywhere there needs to be at least a 20 minute cushion, people love to talk to each other. The thing is…people are just plain genuine here. If you are ever in San Luis Obispo, you must visit Paso!

Here are just a few of the highlights at the parade this year.

carriage

old carparade IMG_6304 IMG_6311 IMG_6313 IMG_6314 IMG_6315 IMG_6317 IMG_6330 IMG_6332 IMG_6338 IMG_6346 IMG_6350 IMG_6366 IMG_6372 IMG_6375 IMG_6381 IMG_6388 IMG_6410 IMG_6416 IMG_6434

My Week In Review

I helped an owner of a barbershop retain his shop for as long as I could help. He wanted to give me a tanning bed to sell, the tanning bed had not been in working order since 2009.

Tanning bedMade a trip to our guest house to take photos for some vacationers that may be interested in renting it. Here is the kitchen…

Guest houseMy husband decided he would rather eat a whole salami all by himself…

SalamiTook the Kubota out to back 40 to view the bees…

Bees

George Leonard Lewis Franklin Fizer

George is the one person in may family tree with the longest name. George was named after his grandfather. I believe that the names come from his mothers side of the family.

When George Lenorad Lewis Franklin Fizer was born on August 27, 1889, in Hurricane, West Virginia, his father, James, was 29 and his mother, Mariah, was 27. He died on September 30, 1963, in Beckley, West Virginia, at the age of 74.

In 1900, Geo L.L.F. Fizer was 10 years old and lived in Curry, West Virginia with his father, 4 brothers, sister, grandfather, and grandmother.

In 1910, Leonard Fizzer was 22 years old and lived in Union City, West Virginia with his wife, Minerva. The brother of George married the sister of Minerva. They had a double wedding.

In 1920, Leonard Fizer was 30 years old and lived in Mahan, West Virginia with his wife, Minerva, 3 sons, and 2 daughters.

n 1930, George  Fizer was 41 years old and lived in Sherman, West Virginia with his wife, 5 sons, and 5 daughters.

On April 1, 1940, G.L. Fizer was 50 years old and lived in Cabin Creek, West Virginia with his wife, Minerva, 3 sons, 3 daughters, and father.

George Leonard Fizer was living in Kanawha City, West Virginia, when he registered for the World War II draft in 1942 at the age of 52. He passed away at the age of 74.

How I Met Your Father 1

While I was interning at a museum my friends and I used to print out personal ad’s from Yahoo. We would read them out loud to each other in funny voices. One day, one of us dared each other to answer an ad. I answered an ad, and even went on a date. I had the guy pick me up from the museum, and I never told him that is where I worked. He claimed in his ad that he was Italian. (that was one of my prerequisites) I got into the car (this was the days before cell phones), and we went to a restaurant. He talked incessantly about himself, and how frugal he was. I was ready to go after my fist cup of coffee. He just droned on and on…”I save money by taking most dates on the bus.” He even had the nerve to tell me how lucky I was that he really liked me, since he drove his car. WOW! He actually wondered why he was still single?

I told him that I needed to get back to my car. He then asked if it was ok if we split the check since it was our first date, and he did spend the gas money to get us to the restaurant. I told him…Oh no, I was delighted to pay my half. I finally got back to my car, and I laughed all the way home.

I couldn’t wait to get to work the next morning to tell my friends all about my date.

21 Days…Not Yet

UGH! I promised myself I would leave the ugly bracelet on until I made it to 21 days, and I still haven’t made it 21 days in a row. I have to tell you…I feel like a loser! Damn it! I have tried to put exercise first, I just haven’t made it for the 21 days. This is my third time starting over. I refuse to cheat, and tell myself…it is ok, I can keep going. I mean really, the point is to do it 21 days in a row to make it a habit. This is why I can’t just trick myself into allow a gap.

I do have to say…I do start over, and I haven’t ripped this ugly ass bracelet off my wrist. I want to do this. I want to live a healthier life, and feel good about working out everyday.

I can do this! I can make it a habit to be healthy! Right?

Coyotes and Foxes…Oh My!

coyoteWe have had some of our lovely little silkies stolen by a predator. Just the other day I saw a huge fox on the farm, and then Sunday there was a Coyote waiting for me to open the coops and allow the chickens to roam. We only started with eight silkies, and now there are 4. We also have lost a few other chickens.

We have some huge Italian Mastiffs, but I don’t want them to get hurt by a group of coyotes. We know that there are coyotes that lead dogs away, and then a group of them will gang up on the dog. UGH! I would be even more heart broken. Being a farmer is not easy. I do know how to shoot a gun, so I may have to take out the coyote. I just don’t want another one of my chickens to be devoured by a coyote.

What would you do?