Cleveland Proud



50 Little Things

I am taking the advice of Mer and doing a list today for fun. Might be harder than I think. I am going to attempt to list 50 little things about me. I know many of these may be things already known, but let’s see if I can find some new ones.

  1. I like Yoko Ono.
  2. Today is my husband’s birthday.
  3. I am studying Spanish on the Duolingo app.
  4. I have a banjo.
  5. I own a scooter I am going to ride as soon as it’s fixed.
  6. I know how to solder.
  7. I like Eminem.
  8. I live around the block from my childhood home.
  9. I collect old phones and radios.
  10. I do not like Journey.
  11. I am an amateur radio operator, licensed for 20 years.
  12. I am a Dudeist Priestess able to perform weddings, funerals, etc. 
  13. I love Shakespeare plays.
  14. I love almost all vegetables.
  15. I like to follow Cleveland baseball.
  16. Surprisingly, I like tv shows such as: Wagon Train, The Rifleman, and Gunsmoke.
  17. I am distantly related to Dave Mustaine of Megadeth.
  18. I like Metallica
  19. There is a picture of me wearing a dashiki in my high school year book. I  love colorful clothes.
  20. I used to be on a golf league. I LOVED it. I was a terrible player, but really enjoyed playing. 
  21. I was arrested at 18 for disorderly conduct. The police had to wake me up to arrest me…..
  22. I had my first child when I was 19. He is going to be 34 this year and is a great person. 
  23. My husband says I can’t whistle, but I can.  A little. Badly. For a very short time. hahahaha
  24. I have seen Weird Al in concert almost every year since 1996.
  25. I taught Sunday school in the early 90s.
  26. I like square dancing even though I never do it anymore. Since junior high.
  27. I was a competitive swimmer for 6 years.
  28. OMG How is it not on the top of the list?? I LOVE THE BEATLES! I was in discussion about Yoko today so she was on my mind first. But the BEATLES are IT.
  29. I  LOVE Frank Zappa. He is fantastic. I hadn’t felt love for a musician like this since the Beatles. The Beatles are always first, but then FRANK.
  30. I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan. I have all the clothes to dress up, three wands, of course all the books, regular and large print for when I am older. Anything I can get my hands on Harry Potter makes me happy.
  31. I have three brothers, one a year and a half older than I, one a year and a half younger and one seven years younger.
  32. I stopped smoking 2 years ago this May on my birthday. 
  33. I didn’t care for the movie The Revenant.
  34. I am very afraid of spiders. They can just go to hell. Or away from me. Either one is okay.
  35. I like to fish.
  36. I love to read. Duh
  37. I can change a tire.
  38. I am almost 53 years old and I do not dye my hair. I have a little gray hair but I earned it. I am not going to dye it. It’s short anyway. 
  39. I have been to Alaska.
  40. I do not carry a purse. I haven’t since 1994.
  41. We have a clock in every room, including the bathroom. Do you guys, too?
  42. We use 24 hour time on our digital clocks. 
  43. I do not like bananas.
  44. I love donuts, but don’t eat them because I can’t stop. 
  45. I like to crochet, knit, and cross stitch.
  46. I do not smoke crack.
  47. I watch MeTv with my husband almost every night after he gets home from work.
  48. I like sparkly stuff.
  49. I have the ashes of my last two kitties on my coffee table.
  50. I think this was a fun post for me. Thanks Mer!


C is the first letter in all the names of my siblings, parents and me: Chuck, Chris, Curt, Charles, Colleen and Cheryl

Reading is one of my favorite ways to spend time.

It’s fun to try new things.

My new kitten, Harrison, sure makes me happy.

Seen some crazy things in my time.

Oh man, the cold weather is here to stay for awhile. 

Not a fan of Journey

Oy, I don’t like them.

Why did I mention them?

Let’s change the subject.

6 years ago many people said two thousand nine. Now many people say twenty fifteen. Two thousand fifteen sounds awkward to me.

times married is the charm. This time I have the right guy!



My Stripe


This is my little Stripe kitty.  He died last week. I miss him every day. He was my little buddy for 16 years. R.I.P. Stripe.


No Cable Needed

We don’t have cable at our house. It’s been about two years since we disconnected the cable and put up rabbit ears to catch over-the-air networks and their additional broadcast stations. Although my husband is an antenna genius, we don’t have a television antenna up on the house and we still get about 15-20 channels. Since we get all the network and local channels we haven’t missed the 150 odd channels we used to get.

I won’t say I haven’t missed anything at all. I miss BBC America. I miss Doctor Who. I miss the political discussion shows my husband and I used to watch. I miss American Classic Movies. We can watch on line in some cases, but we don’t for some odd reason. Laziness, we have become spoiled. Log onto the computer? Pull up a site? Oh, hell, let’s just watch Green Acres.

I am not a huge sports fanatic. I love the Cleveland Browns, Indians and Cavaliers. That’s about the extent of my following sports. Without cable I can still see the Browns (American Football), but not the Indians (baseball) or the Cavaliers (basketball). So I listen to all the games on the radio.

I love radio. I love old radio shows and old radios. My husband and I collect all kinds of radios. I listen to the baseball games on my 1938 Zenith cube table top radio when I am in the house. It has that old timey sound to it. The announcers screaming at great action, describing each play and giving information on the players and the teams. I learn more about the games I listen to than I ever did when I used to watch the games. Most of my friends, however, rarely want to come over to “listen to the game”….

During football season I go over Mer’s house and watch games with her husband. My husband doesn’t care at all about sports and they bore Mer. So her hubby and I get together and we have a little football party every Sunday during football season. Mer sits over on her computer and says “yay!” if we are cheering and “sorry” when we aren’t. I like that I have someone to watch/listen to the games with, which didn’t use to be the case. Since I watch the football games now, Mer’s hubby teaches me what the penalties actually look like.

Getting rid of cable has been one of our better decisions. I know die-hard sports fans need their ESPNs, which I can understand, but for us it has been beneficial in a few ways.

1. We watch less television With less choices we spend less time flipping through channels before we decide there is nothing on worth watching. The tv stays off more often.

2. We watch more PBS. When we do watch tv, the best and most interesting programming for us seems to be on PBS.

3. I got invited to watch football games at Mer’s. This has been a lot of fun, even though her hubby and I are poor, suffering Browns fans.

4.I spend more time reading/writing. Since I am not absorbed with the boob tube, I have more time for books and blogs.

We have no dvr, vcr or any copying device of any kind. If we miss something we miss it. I find we become less attached to shows when we know we will miss many of them with life events.

In an hour the Zenith will be warmed up and tuned in for the next Indians vs. Rangers game. I can’t wait to hear the announcer yell, “Home run, Cleveland!”


Night Music


sweet sounds of night
water blue and clear
moon full and bright
music beautifully near



I live in Greater Cleveland, Ohio. I grew up in the same suburb where I live now. I like where I live okay. The suburb has changed somewhat, though. For me, it’s going to change again soon.

I live in a college town. Not a big place, but not somewhere where everyone knows everyone else. I grew up here. I now live around a small block from where I grew up. I can almost throw a stone from my back yard and have it land on my parents’ front lawn. Okay, the yards are not very big, so that’s not very impressive, but you get the idea.

I did live in the city of Cleveland proper for about 10 years and I really enjoyed it. Everyone on our block knew everyone else. People walked to the store and sat on the steps. Our kids went outside to play at other kids’ houses since all the parents knew each other. If a child misbehaved you can bet the parents would be calling your parents and there would be a punishment. You never heard “my little Johnny wouldn’t do that!” We all knew each other’s children too well. Our children went to school together and families attended mass together (there was a Catholic school across the street, where most of the neighborhood kids attended). It was very much like my experience growing up in the 1960s and 70s, but in the 1990s.

The street where I grew up had several families with children. Our next-door neighbors alone had eight children to contribute to the group of kids on the street. Most families at the time had three or four kids. We had a large, great group of kids to play all kinds of games.

Of course, as you grow up, things and neighborhoods change. We kids grew up and moved away. Many of our parents stayed in our childhood homes and when we came home we still knew all the neighbors. Slowly, the older residents passed away and their houses were sold. A few parents moved to Florida to retire, but five of the core parents still live there. Our next-door neighbors’ parents lived for many years next to my parents until both the neighbors passed away. Mrs. Smith (now Myers), Mrs. Gortz, Fran and Ray (I forget their last names), Sharon, Kenny and my father were all still on the street.

My father passed away last year and my parents’ house is about to be put on the market. Last weekend I sold my father’s motorhome. We as a family, my parents after retirement and my father after my mother passed away have always owned a motorhome. Seeing his house now without one in the drive way is a shock to me. I then realize that soon the house will be owned by another family. My family has lived there for 50 years exactly. My friend Connie’s mother will now be the longest resident of the neighborhood. I will pass the house often once the new people move in.

It is very emotional. I moved so close to my parents to be near my mother, who watched my children and with whom I spoke every day. There are some darker reasons I’d rather not go into here, but I wanted to be near my mother. A month after I moved in my mother found out she had cancer and she died within ten months. So, that was a difficult change. Now the house will be totally out of the family and I am having a hard time some days with that.

All neighborhoods change and grow. I hope that a young family buys the house and enjoys living there as much as our family did. Unfortunately, I don’t think they will have quite as much fun. There aren’t as many children there now, kids don’t play outside as much.

I am getting old. I’m starting to sound like those stereotypical old people: “Why, in my day….”